Zhang Daoling suddenly felt goosebumps on his skin when he heard Wang Xuan called him Brother Zhang. He immediately glared and subconsciously reached to grab his neck as if he was going to lift him up. Fortunately, Wang Xuan had reached the tenth-stage which meant he had a swift reaction. He was always on guard against Zhang's bad habit of randomly grabbing people for no reason. 0

Zhang glared and said, "Shut up, don't call me that."0

"Brother Zhang, Patriarch, please assist me and grant me some techniques," begged Wang Xuan with his eager eye. He had some bold ideas in mind.0

"I already gave you three techniques last time!" Zhang spoke up.0

At this time, Wang Xuan had to be conscious of the dangers. If he really wanted to take a risk, there was no fault in him having more divine powers.0

He whispered, “Didn’t I exchange the supreme scripture that only lunatics could practice with you for the three techniques?"1

The other three fell silent at his words.All three turned to look at Zhang Daoling.0

"Don't speak if you don’t know how to speak!" said Zhang, wanting to punch him.0

Fang Yuzhu spoke up and said, "Later, you can ask Zhang Daoling for a light-reflection technique or a life-saving Dragon-tiger Pill. That should be enough."0

"Thank you, Master Zhang!" Wang Xuan immediately bowed in gratitude.0

Zhang Daoling touched the mirror with his hand and restrained himself from smashing...0