‘I’m not going to just allow this Sixtieth Young Sir Proud to go on his merry way. I’ll leave a psychic branding mark on him, which might even get me some clues about Proud Warpatience.’

Sixtieth Young Sir Proud had no idea, but right before Yang Qi stepped into the wormhole, a tiny, undetectable stream of light had flown out and landed on him, a psychic branding mark that would keep the two of them connected. It was something Yang Qi had gained from King Heaven-Devourer’s will, an energy art that could dominate everything, as immense as a god dragon and as tiny as an earthworm.

One of the reasons Yang Qi had decided to flaunt his wealth was in the hopes that it would attract the attention of Proud Warpatience. If he could beat the grass to startle the snake, perhaps that could lead to drawing the snake out of its hole. Then maybe he would finally get an idea of what this apprentice of Proud Heaven’s was like. Was he really as...

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