"Above your current cultivation realm, there's really nothing this emperor can teach you. Looks like you don't even need my cultivation techniques. So tell me, what kind of inheritance should I pass on to you?" The Thunder Punishment Divine Emperor grinned at Mu Fusheng.
Thanks to the medicinal powder, all of Mu Fusheng's injuries had healed.
Hmm…
His hair was still charred black, standing straight up every which way. He looked hilariously bizarre.
Mu Fusheng chuckled, "How about you just pass me all your thunder power, Senior?"
Upon hearing this, the Thunder Punishment Divine Emperor raised an eyebrow, "You already have the power of the five ancient divine thunderbolts, and you still want the rest of my thunder power?"
"Of course. Under normal circumstances, your thunder power really wouldn't do much for me."
Thunder Punishment Divine Emperor: "..."
You little bastard…
He's not wrong, but does he have to put it so annoyingly?
"So what exactly do you want it for?"
