"Thank you for your help, Elder Bai. We truly wouldn't have known what to do otherwise."
The Paper Crane Daoist trailed behind him, thanking him again and again.
Witnessing Bai Zichen effortlessly slay two Iron Turtles of the same rank in an instant had been a profound shock to the Paper Crane Daoist.
If he had previously been respectful and deferential out of reverence for the title of Qingfeng Sect Elder, now he was genuinely and wholeheartedly convinced.
He truly saw himself as a junior, his deference no longer a mere formality.
They were both in the Early-Stage Foundation Establishment, but the gap in their power was immense.
The impression Bai Zichen gave the Paper Crane Daoist was that he was even stronger than many of the Mid-Stage Foundation Establishment elders he had met in other counties.
