“Master.” Edgar rushed over to the elderly man’s side once he saw him.
Ryker also raced over to the elderly man and respectfully greeted him, “Master Derrell.”
Derrell nodded his head in response, then turned to Zion. “President Zeigler, three days is too short. Seven days. Give me seven days, and I’ll help elevate Edgar’s capabilities to a whole new level.”
Everyone was stunned by Derrell’s promise. After all, cultivation wasn’t child’s play. There was no shortcut to ascending to another level within a short period unless one practiced the Demonic Cultivation methods. That was why so many cultivators went down that path.
“Master Derrell, isn’t it a haste to break through to another level within seven days? Is that even possible?” Zion asked skeptically.
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