If he had known that Bai He would also go, he might not have sent Ye Shiyuan at all.
"This disciple knows his mistake."
"Xiaobai, that's enough."
At Yi Xing's call, Bai He stopped.
While holding Sky Cutting Sword, he flew over to Yi Xing's side.
"Master, this disciple is dull-witted. During the time you were away, I could only reach this level."
"That's already sufficient. This set of techniques suits you quite well. It seems your trip to the Great Northern Wasteland was not in vain."
Bai He smiled. "Mm, Master, when I saw this technique, I felt it suited me especially well, so I memorized it and have been practicing it diligently ever since!"
Yi Xing raised his hand and gently ruffled his hair. "Xiaobai, your talent is good, and your constitution is also excellent. Cultivate well. By the way, I remember that before I left, I gave you a Heavenly Soul Tempering Pill."
Bai He immediately swallowed his saliva nervously.
