Chen Qing returned to the small courtyard carrying the Fish King. He instructed Zi Su to prepare the fish with care, while he himself took the fish head and headed straight for Luo Zhixian's residence on Wanfa Peak.
"Master!"
In the courtyard, Luo Zhixian stood with his hands behind his back, seemingly watching the sea of clouds rise and fall.
At the sound, he turned around, and his gaze was immediately drawn to the fish head in Chen Qing's hand.
"You caught the Fish King?"
A rare gleam appeared in Luo Zhixian's eyes.
He had few pleasures in life, and the Fish King's brain—tender, rich, and containing a peculiar spiritual charm—was one of his favorites.
"Yes. This disciple was fortunate enough to catch it today and came especially to offer it to Master." Chen Qing respectfully presented the fish head.
"You have been thoughtful."
Luo Zhixian gave a slight nod and gestured for Chen Qing to sit on a stone stool in the courtyard.
After studying Chen Qing for a moment, he casually asked, "Have you encountered anything you do not understand in your cultivation recently?"
Chen Qing's expression turned serious. "Reporting to Master, this disciple has indeed gained some insight lately. I have comprehended the spear intent of the True Martial Demon Purging Spear."
You comprehended the True Martial Spear Intent!?
Luo Zhixian's hand paused slightly as he held his teacup.
He set it down and looked at Chen Qing. "You have condensed True Martial Spear Intent?"
"Yes." Chen Qing nodded.
"Show me!"
Luo Zhixian immediately rose to his feet. With a leap, he arrived beside the weapon rack in the courtyard and casually took down an ordinary wooden spear.
At the same time, with a sweep of his sleeve, another wooden spear flew steadily toward Chen Qing.
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