Tianlong Bai's gaze excitedly hovered over Feng Tian. It had been a little over 15 minutes since he gave him a tiny portion of his qi.
'What a stroke of luck,' the old man thought as he stood complacently against a tree nearby, gleaming.
"With a talent like his, I'm afraid the plan will be pushed forward..." Narrowing his eyes, the old man fell into a daze.
For the past few minutes, something had been weighing on his mind. After rummaging through a barrage of thoughts, he finally came to a conclusion.
"No... I cannot hasten the plan. I must not." He muttered in a low, almost inaudible voice.
Opening his eyes halfway, he stared at the steadily growing energy around Feng Tian's body.
"Hmm..." He let out a deep, long sigh. "I'll have to make changes in the plan." As he said so, his eyes shone with dread. The previous excitement had vanished from his eyes completely.
"That aside, he's almost done."
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