Hearing this, Little Purple's eyes were filled with longing and joy.
This technique sounded incredibly powerful; Little Purple was determined to learn it.
"Little one, come here!"
Fang Yuan said calmly.
"Chirp, Second King, I'm coming!"
Little Purple trotted over excitedly on its four short legs.
"Calm your mind, don't move."
Little Purple obediently complied, tightly closing its eyes.
Then, Fang Yuan extended a tiger paw, just like before, and gently tapped Little Purple, imparting the entire "Purple Scale Monarch Dao Skill" to it.
Instantly, a torrent of information exploded in its mind, and Little Purple wobbled in place as if drunk, overwhelmed and dizzy from the influx of data.
Leaving Little Purple to digest the technique, Fang Yuan didn't bother with it anymore and turned to bid farewell to his elder brother.
