"I can help you," Xu Zimo said.
"Since you saved me, I'll give you a stroke of fortune."
"What cultivation is that Saber-wielding Xu at?"
"Peak Return to Void Realm," He Shi Tou replied.
Xu Zimo waved a hand and casually took out a cultivation technique, handing it to He Shi Tou.
This cultivation technique was of no use to Xu Zimo, but to others, it was indeed the greatest opportunity.
With this technique, it would be enough for He Shi Tou to cultivate all the way to the Great Emperor Realm.
Of course, whether he could truly cultivate to the Great Emperor Realm was another matter entirely.
Even Xu Zimo had struggled enormously as he climbed step by step to where he was today.
He Shi Tou somewhat bewilderedly opened the technique.
After a moment, he raised his head and said bitterly, "Thank you, Brother Xu, for granting me this technique, but I'm ignorant—I can't understand it."
The more powerful a cultivation technique was, the more profound and unfathomable it became.
Otherwise, why did so many people take masters? They feared making a mistake in cultivation; once they went astray and suffered qi deviation, it would all be over.
And someone like He Shi Tou, who had never received an education, could not understand cultivation techniques at all.
The technique he had cultivated before was the lowest-grade sort, practically the kind found everywhere.
Xu Zimo could explain it to him bit by bit, but that would be far too slow.
Xu Zimo decided to pull up the seedlings to help them grow.
He waved his hand.
In an instant, boundless mysteries appeared at his fingertips.
"Don't resist. Comprehend it carefully," Xu Zimo said, his fingertip landing upon He Shi Tou's brow from afar.
With a boom,—
in an instant,