When Ji Youyuan said this, Yu Wang's mind went completely blank, and for a moment, he couldn't think of anything.
"You... you want to ask... what do you want to ask? You... just ask whatever you want."
Right now, saving his life was the priority.
Yu Wang suddenly felt so aggrieved; having cultivated for many years, he thought he'd become the number one in the world.
But unexpectedly, out of nowhere, came a young kid who could treat him like a soccer ball!
Where's the justice in this?
Yu Wang wanted to cry out to the sky, yet he had to hold his breath because his own vomit's stench was too overwhelming.
Ji Youyuan pinched his nose, squatted down, and asked him, word by word.
"How many copies of this cultivation technique exist in the world?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Wang squinted his eyes slightly, "So you're actually after that cultivation technique!"
