"Chen Ping'an, what do you think about Zhang Shanfeng's fist technique?" Spiritual Master Fire Dragon suddenly asked.0

Chen Ping'an faltered for a moment before replying honestly, "It's a bit slow and yet to be refined."1

Zhang Shanfeng felt so awkward that he almost wanted to dig a hole to bury himself. 0

Master, you're not trying to forcefully brag about your own disciple because you feel like Chen Ping'an's aptitude is too impressive, right? You're not trying to win back some face, are you?0

There was no need for this.0

Was Zhang Shanfeng not aware of his own abilities? He was a slow learner, and he realized that he was still far from strong enough after leaving the mountains to travel around and vanquish demons. Thus, Zhang Shanfeng decided that he would only leave the mountains again after his Dao power was strong enough in the future.0

In any case, Senior Brother Yuan from Secret Profound Peak possessed good aptitude, and the little Daoist priests at Ground Lying Peak were especially fond of speculating whether or not their Senior Uncle Yuan was a Golden Core Tier immortal.0

"Chen Ping'an, you weren't wrong to pick the path of martial arts first," Spiritual Master Fire Dragon said.0

"I didn't actually choose it myself," Chen Ping'an replied with a smile. "I had no choice at the time, and I would have died if I hadn't practiced fist techniques to nurture my body. I would have also failed to embark on distant journeys and do anything else."0

Spiritual Master Fire Dragon nodded and said, "No matter what, only by treating yourself well can you genuinely afford to treat others well. You need to clearly understand this. Afterward, is there any need to question your own heart when you grace the world with good deeds and acts of kindness? My opinion is that this isn't very necessary."6

Chen Ping'an pondered for a brief moment before smiling and replying, "I understand."0

Spiritual Master Fire Dragon recalled...0