Wang Ye took out a book from his ring and tossed it over.
Li Dao caught the book with one hand and began reading it earnestly.
After a moment of reading, he felt as if a spring thunder had struck his forehead, a feeling indescribably exhilarating.
It was as though all the meridians in his body were being unblocked.
Waves of warm currents reverberated throughout his body.
He let out a long breath.
A long-lost confidence spread across his face.
I can definitely cultivate something remarkable.
Immediately, he knelt heavily on the ground, kowtowing to Wang Ye in gratitude.
"Thanks to Dark Lord for imparting the cultivation technique!"
Wang Ye looked at him.
In a month's time, there will be a competition among the Seven Peaks.
Let him represent me instead.
"In a month, you will attend the competition on behalf of Lion Peak."
The voice was filled with determination.
