Yang Dao is an orphan. He does not speak much. He is so introverted that if not for his grades no one would have even known about him. One day it all changed. A red helicopter landed in front of him and a black-haired beauty walked up to him. She spoke in a joyful and emotional voice, "Young Master, this servant finally found you." ... Follow Yang Dao, a boy blessed by the heavens. A guy who was given four familiar spirits by the heavens. DISCLAIMER: THE COVER IMAGE DOES NOT BELONG TO ME.
Shakti woke up to a soft voice. She lifted her head and saw Yang Dao standing in front of her on the other side of the platform, holding his sword and a faint smile on his face. She said, "Brat, you scared me."
Yang Dao smiled and asked, "Let's continue?"
Shakti shook her head and said, "I advanced in my understanding of the intent of the weapon. I need to go back and meditate and refine it further."
Yang Dao nodded and asked, "Do you concede?"
"Yes, yes. I admit you are stronger, Junior Brother Yang Dao. But I will eventually catch up with you." Shakti said.
The Dao Child raised his sword and pointed the tip of his blade to Shakti, "I'll wait for you."
This was not a provocation, but an encouragement to the girl. Shakti nodded, and after the two bowed politely, Shakti jumped off the platform.