"This really is somewhat beyond this humble monk's imagination." The little monk tapped his bald head. "I was just a little doubtful for a moment."
"You sensed my sincerity!"
"Mind-Reading...?"
Qin Tian grew very serious. He had thought that, having stepped into the Eight Forbidden Domain, even if he was not invincible beneath heaven, he should at least be able to roam the Big Dipper unimpeded before that group of Emperor Sons appeared.
He had never expected to be put in his place as soon as he arrived at the Great Dream Temple.
"What an interesting divine ability!"
Qin Tian tried scattering his thoughts, hiding his true intentions beneath his Sea of Consciousness. At the same time, he manifested the Undying Divine Tree Imprint within his Primordial Spirit, trying to block Mind-Reading.
How should I fight a cultivator who possesses Mind-Reading? Qin Tian murmured inwardly.
Instinct! Countless thoughts surged through Qin Tian's mind like a tide. Or scatter my thoughts during battle.
No, scattering my thoughts during battle simply won't work. Qin Tian rejected the idea. Once battle began and essence, energy, and spirit converged, Mind-Reading, this Divine Ability, would become even more effective.
I can only rely on instinct, or manifest the Immortal Medicine Mark within my Divine Sense. Qin Tian settled on a way to block Mind-Reading.
The Enlightenment Tea Tree imprint radiated a clear glow, cutting off the connection between his Divine Sense and the outside world.
"No wonder only the Emperor Road can produce a Great Emperor."
Seeing the little monk's methods, Qin Tian gained an understanding. Only by witnessing all manner of uncanny Secret Techniques and facing all manner of difficult opponents can the most outstanding prodigies be tempered.
Qin Tian was still wondering what excuse he could use to get the little monk to