"Sir, did you gain anything today?"
A burly young man dressed in coarse linen walked over to Chen Changsheng's side.
At this, Chen Changsheng set down his paper and brush and said, "Same as usual. That Thunder Beast still rarely comes out."
Hearing this, the young man said, "Sir, are even you no match for that Thunder Beast?"
"I don't know about that. You know me—I generally don't like fighting."
"By the way, how is your Eight Nine Mysterious Technique coming along?"
"Thank you for your concern, Sir. I've currently cultivated the Eight Nine Mysterious Technique to the seventh level."
"You'll soon be able to cultivate the divine ability Ground Shrinking Golden Light."
Chen Changsheng nodded in satisfaction at the young man's answer and said,
"To reach the seventh level of the Eight Nine Mysterious Technique in ten years, I have to say, you were born to cultivate this technique."
"Unfortunately, I only possess the first nine levels of the Eight Nine Mysterious Technique. I fear the remaining sixty-three levels can never be gathered."
"Wait a few more months. Once you have learned the divine ability Ground Shrinking Golden Light, we can go trouble the Thunder Beast."
That was right. This young man was none other than A Li, the honest and simple youth from ten years ago.
When they learned that Chen Changsheng intended to take revenge on the Thunder Beast, the entire Wu Clan thought Chen Changsheng would launch a war very soon.
Yet no one had expected that this wait would last a full ten years.
Over those ten years, aside from teaching A Li and A Man, Chen Changsheng had spent all his remaining time observing the Thunder Beast.
Hearing that Chen Changsheng finally planned to make a move against the Thunder Beast, A Li felt