"Thank you, Senior!"
Qin Hao cupped his fists and spoke solemnly.
"Thank you, Senior!" Fang Lang said, still shaken.
"Chirp, chirp." The Cloudwing Beast looked disappointed. It had wanted to reunite with the Golden Roc Venerable, but even the Shabby Old Man did not know where he had gone.
The Shabby Old Man looked at Qin Hao with a faint, knowing smile. "Boy, you have talent, but don't stray onto a crooked path. True strength comes from within. Before absolute power, every scheme and trick is futile."
Qin Hao fell silent.
The Shabby Old Man was giving him a warning, alluding to his earlier plan to use the Shabby Old Man against Jiao Hong and the other four.
But...
The Shabby Old Man was right. True strength had to be his own. Everything else was nothing but passing clouds before his eyes.
"I understand, Senior. Thank you for your guidance." Qin Hao bowed deeply as a junior.
The Shabby Old Man laughed and waved his right hand. An exceedingly ancient-looking Jade Slip appeared in his palm as if from nowhere.
The Jade Slip floated up and came to rest before the Cloudwing Beast.
"This Jade Slip contains a Martial Skill I created based on Old Golden Roc's attacks. I call it the Beast God Five Claws!"
"Though the Beast God Five Claws is less powerful than a Secret Technique, it is far stronger than a Heaven Grade Martial Skill. Unfortunately... Old Golden Roc left in a hurry, and I could not refine this claw art any further. Since I've met his descendant today, I'll give you this art and settle a debt of Cause and Effect."
The Shabby Old Man spoke slowly.
"A lesser Secret Technique?!"
Fang Lang's eyes widened and his breathing quickened. The awe and reverence in his