Tan Wei nodded with a warm smile. "Master, don't worry about me. I've had a great teacher and learned a lot over the past few years. I can take care of myself."
A proud smile spread across Lai Hu's spectral face. Of all the disciples he had trained over the millions of years since beginning his cultivation journey, Tan Wei was by far the most remarkable. Not even the children of Immortals in the Immortal Realm—nurtured by countless heavenly treasures and the dense spiritual qi of the Immortal Realm, capable of reaching immortality in less than a thousand years—could compare.
"Good!" Lai Hu said. No longer hesitating, he turned to the immortal-grade dagger. His hands blurred as he formed a series of hand seals in quick succession. Immediately, Tan Wei felt the spiritual qi in his room begin to stir, drawn toward Lai Hu's movements.
