Li Chang'an shook his head slightly and said, "Daoist Zhang, you are already a Golden Core Master. Why go to such lengths to curry favor with a mere Foundation Establishment Cultivator? Do you think he can give you a chance at reaching the Nascent Soul realm just for that?"
Hearing this, Zhang Qingrong was filled with even more regret.
Although he had been lucky enough to seize an opportunity and become a Golden Core Master, his perspective seemed to have remained at the Foundation Establishment level.
But what was done was done. Nothing he said could change anything now.
In just a few moments, he became a Puppet. Although his mind remained clear, he no longer had any control over his own body.
"Come!"
With a beckoning gesture, Li Chang'an took his Storage Pouch.
He casually wiped away the restriction on the Storage Pouch, opened it, and began to search through it carefully.
A moment later, his eyes lit up as he pulled out a transparent Crystal Treasure Bottle.
