Chương 1586: Shangguan Yang

Normally, only a senior cultivator could tell the difference among other cultivators.

"Sure, let me try it," Leng Shaoting said, and used his consciousness to put the knife into his space. He succeeded at the very first time.

"Wow, great! Take it out now," the old man said with a satisfied smile. He used to think that it was troublesome to have an apprentice, but now he felt it wasn't a bad thing to have such a talented apprentice like Leng Shaoting.

In the ancient time, he was also a talented cultivator, but it still took him three times to successfully put something into his pace. Most importantly, Leng Shaoting could provide endless delicious foods and drinks for him.

Leng Shaoting tried to take the knife out of the Qiankun Bag with his consciousness, and he succeeded again.

"Perfect!" The old man nodded with satisfaction.