'So it can enhance the effect of a Trapping Skill?'
'A Yin Yang Chess Formation? A Yin Yang Vine?'
'I can research this properly later. It seems there are truly no useless Techniques, only useless Cultivators.'
As Zhang Deming's thoughts raced, his entire bedroom was enveloped by a semi-transparent barrier. On the barrier, a black and white Yin Yang Fish pattern slowly rotated.
The little white mouse, surging with Spiritual Light, slammed headfirst into the barrier. Its body flickered, and the Yin Yang Fish pattern on the barrier spun rapidly a couple of times.
The little white mouse, which had flickered and vanished, reappeared. Seeing that the surrounding scenery hadn't changed at all, a trace of panic finally appeared on its face, which was pale from the immense exertion.
Zhang Deming crossed his arms, a faint smile on his face, as he watched the other party quietly.
"What do you want?" the man said, taking two deep breaths before turning to face Zhang Deming.
