บท 732: The Ancestor

"You know the deal. Quick and silent, nothing too loud. I want to stretch before that fucker comes calling again."

Tasgall nodded in response to Hao Xuan's comment and got into the position right where he stood. He bent his knees halfway and moved the front foot forward. His open left hand hovered above his head while the right one made a fist that floated in front of his chest.

Standing across from him Hao Xuan could almost feel Tasgall's body humming like an engine that had been turned on. After spending so much time with them he had naturally learned a lot about their cultivation system, just as they had learned from him.

It turned out that in a bizarre turn of events, rarely anyone from their clans was born with the ability to cultivate. It is not that they do not know, but they simply can't.