Southern Heavenly Province, within the Floating Palace.
Zhang Han slowly awoke from his dream-bearing state.
The moment he woke up, he swept his Authority Power across all directions, and only when he confirmed that the Celestial Dao of the Immortal Realm had not noticed him did he quietly breathe a sigh of relief.
"The task Respected Master assigned is somewhat troublesome."
"Is Seventeenth Disciple Ye Dao's aptitude that poor? According to what Respected Master said, the more he teaches Seventeenth Disciple Ye Dao, the more worthless he becomes, unable to comprehend what Respected Master has taught."
"Alas, why did I impulsively take on this task."
Zhang Han felt a headache coming on.
In his Respected Master's words, this Seventeenth Disciple Ye Dao, is very dull?
Indeed, even following Respected Master for over a year, he still couldn't grasp Respected Master's true intentions.
