“Please give me pointers.” Shen Juntian slowly floated upward.

Li Qiye remained calm in the face of a dao lord weapon as if it wasn’t a threat.

“Start.” Li Qiye waved his hand again and didn’t assume a defensive pose.

Juntian took a deep breath. Others might find this nonchalant attitude insulting but he didn’t.

“Dao Brother, do you have a weapon?” He asked.

“Since you insist, I’ll pick a random one then.” Li Qiye smiled.

“Clank!”...