Wang Xu returned to Ya Sang's home and started cultivation to stabilize his Seventh Layer realm.
"You should choose a martial technique to cultivate."
A shadowy figure in a red robe appeared, lying on the bed, incredibly relaxed, "Martial techniques greatly enhance your current combat power, at least doubling your strength."
Wang Xu opened his eyes expressionlessly, glanced at the shadowy figure in red, and continued to sit cross-legged.
The shadowy figure reached out with pale, slender fingers and gently pressed them on Wang Xu's forehead.
Suddenly, a large amount of information appeared in Wang Xu's mind.
"Hehe, consider this as the reward for this sumptuous feast."
The shadowy figure lay back on the bed and chuckled, "These are martial techniques I acquired after devouring them. None of these people managed to cultivate the techniques to perfection and unleash their true power."
