The lecture on the Dao was unremarkable, yet wisps of Dao Resonance circulated throughout the little courtyard.
Chen Changsheng had long since stopped lecturing, but Xu An had entered a meditative trance.
Only when the sun rose in the east did Xu An awaken, feeling that every obstacle to the Divine Soul Puppet Technique had vanished.
"To think the Holy Son is so proficient in the Dao of the Divine Soul! I am truly awestruck!" Xu An said gratefully to Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng's face reddened. Everything he had just taught had been copied wholesale from what Xu An had taught him in his previous life.
Yet now he had brought it out and made its original author heap praise on him.
He was showing off someone else's future work to its very creator!
If his skin were as thick as Eldest Senior Brother's, he might have been able to accept it calmly, but Chen Changsheng's skin was clearly a little thinner.
Listening to Xu An's praise, Chen Changsheng felt as though he were sitting on a bed of needles!
All Chen Changsheng could offer in response was a mysterious smile!
"Since the Holy Son is so proficient in the Dao of the Divine Soul, is the one sitting here now your True Form?" Xu An looked at Chen Changsheng before him.
In Xu An's eyes, the Chen Changsheng before him was his True Form, with no sign whatsoever of being a puppet.
But Chen Changsheng smiled mysteriously at Xu An and said, "Take a guess, Elder!"
Xu An was taken aback, then broke into an involuntary laugh. It seemed his Puppetry Technique still needed further refinement!
Meanwhile, deep within the Myriad Laws Sect, two figures walked one behind the other.
In front was Zhang Zixiang, strolling at ease,