"A gift?" Hearing those words,
But the Dragon Daoist simply smiled faintly, then sat cross-legged, placed one palm over the other, and formed a strange technique seal.
At that moment, Chu Feng could clearly feel layer upon layer of unusual ripples surging through the Dragon Daoist's body.
Moreover, the Dragon Daoist's once ruddy complexion turned as pale as paper in an instant, and a pained expression began to twist across his face as he clenched his teeth.
"ROAAAR—"
Suddenly, a dragon's roar erupted from within the Dragon Daoist's body. At the same time, a barrier formation appeared on the Dragon Daoist's forehead.
The barrier formation blazed with brilliant light, and within that radiance, a small azure dragon flew out, finally landing in the palm of the Dragon Daoist's hand.
Although the azure dragon was tiny, its appearance was identical to the Azure Dragon Swift Movement technique Chu Feng had seen in the Four Symbols Binding Formation. On top of that, it radiated a unique and powerful aura—Chu Feng didn't need to think twice to know that it had to be the Dragon Daoist's most renowned secret technique: the Azure Dragon Swift Movement.
But when Chu Feng looked at the Dragon Daoist again, the old man was drenched in sweat, panting heavily, as though he had suffered a grievous injury. He looked utterly exhausted.
"Grandmaster, what are you doing?" Seeing this, Chu Feng panicked, for even by simply watching, he could tell that the Dragon Daoist was paying a steep price for this.
"I promised you long ago that once you allowed me to be reborn, I would pass the Azure Dragon Swift Movement on to you. I am merely fulfilling my word," the Dragon Daoist said with a smile, though his voice was terribly weak, lacking all the vigor it had held before.
"No, Grandmaster, you absolutely mustn't. This gift is far too great—I can't accept it," Chu Feng hastily refused.
"Chu Feng, there's no need for you to feel burdened. This secret technique possesses a will of its own. Although it chose me back then, it's clear I was never able to unleash its true power."
"Besides, secret techniques choose their masters of their own accord. Even if I separate it from my body now, it still has to be willing to choose you."
"I will fully unseal it momentarily. At that point, it will make its own decision. If it believes you are a better fit, it will choose you. But if you fall short, it will return to my body."
"So there's no need for you to decline. Let us simply respect the Azure Dragon Swift Movement's own choice."
The Dragon Daoist smiled gently, then flicked his finger. The dragon's roar rang out once more as the azure dragon coiled in the Daoist's palm soared skyward, instantly transforming into a magnificent, enormous azure dragon.
It hovered amid the clouds, radiating a tremendous pressure—even the Dragon Daoist was far from its equal.
Yet it did not speak. It merely glanced faintly at the Dragon Daoist and Chu Feng, then plunged its dragon form into a streak of azure light and dove into Chu Feng's mind.
"Aagh—!" In that instant, Chu Feng felt a sharp pain in his head as a torrent of information flooded in.
The Azure Dragon Swift Movement—a supreme secret technique—had chosen Chu Feng without the slightest hesitation. The result was astonishing, yet somehow entirely expected.
"As I thought. I knew it would choose you between the two of us. After all, it only chose me back then out of desperation." The Dragon Daoist let out a relieved smile, and a look of liberation appeared on his pale face.