Qi is the origin of life.
For it to improve without cause, there must be a reason.
Could it be that token?
"Master, if you answer my question, I'll tell you," Zhang Chulan offered a trade.
"Negotiate with me?" The old Heavenly Master chuckled lightly, raised his hand, and a golden light whip appeared – as if he would strike if Zhang Chulan did not speak.
What do you do when a young rascal doesn't listen?
A whipping should do the trick.
"No! I'll talk!" Zhang Chulan had no intention to hide anything from the old Heavenly Master. Instead, he explained the functions of the All-Heaven Token, only to be met with disdain from the old man.
"What nonsense are you spouting?" The old Heavenly Master put away the golden light whip. "Don't think I'm so old that I don't surf the internet and know what a novel is."
"You think you can deceive me?"
Zhang Chulan grinned slyly, "Naturally, I can't deceive you, so let me take you to that world to see for yourself."
