"Let me indulge just once more."
"Impossible."
"I promise it will be quick."
"Ning Sword Immortal, please have some respect."
"Tch, so stingy."
"....."
Li Fei's face darkened as he shook off Ning Qingman's pestering.
These past few days, she always wanted him to transform into the Divine Sword again so she could practice her swordsmanship.
Though in this process, he would also gain some insights, experiencing the Power of Dao and Ning Qingman's Sword Dao.
But Li Fei still refused without hesitation!
After getting rid of Ning Qingman, he flew with the wind to the center of Tan City.
In the square here, a huge ritual altar was being constructed, with hundreds of magicians busy arranging the array.
Li Fei landed on top of the altar, and soon a man in a purple Daoist robe came up to greet him.
"Greetings, Marquis Jing'an."
"True Master Wang, how are things?"
Li Fei asked.
The person was the chief True Master of the Righteous Law Department in East Ping Province, Wang Rui.
