This kind of Innate Talent...
He'd only ever heard of it from the biographies of those True Sect prodigies.
But those people... they all had elders to patiently instruct them, some even receiving direct impartations of power and enlightenment. What did his apprentice have?
Duan Chenzhou's expression slackened, a sense of shock washing over him.
At the same time, he gritted his teeth, thinking of the one who was 'secretly teaching him Martial Arts'. A sense of unease settled in his heart.
'This prized apprentice of mine... he won't be swayed by such temptations and switch his allegiance, will he?'
Meanwhile,
the Dragon Head gradually dissipated. The deep, thunderous dragon's roar faded away from within Ji Xiu's very organs...
When Ji Xiu came to his senses,
he was met with waves of soreness, numbness, and weakness spreading through his limbs, his hands and feet turning ice-cold.
