"Nine-Aperture Nascent Soul? How many apertures did that Profound Spirit Celestial open?"
Wang Ruyan asked curiously.
Chen Yueying shook her head and said, "I don't know. Who would tell others how many apertures they had opened? Unless you killed them. You're close with Fairy Ye. If you meet her again, you can ask her. Perhaps she knows."
"If I meet Fairy Ye again, I'll ask her."
Wang Changsheng nodded, his face filled with longing. Then, as if remembering something, he continued, "By the way, Senior Sister Chen, our Wang Family's foundation is shallow, and we have collected too few classical texts."
"I want to take a clan member to look through the texts in Townsea Palace's Scripture Pavilion. We won't look at cultivation methods, Secret Arts, pill formulas, Talismans, wine recipes, Formations, Beast Taming, and the like."
Perhaps Townsea Palace's Scripture Pavilion had recorded texts introducing the written language of the immortals. If they could recognize the words on the wall of the Azure Lotus Creation Cauldron, that would be even better.
"No problem. It's a small matter. You can go over and look right now."
Chen Yueying readily agreed. In her eyes, the most precious texts in the Scripture Pavilion were cultivation methods, Secret Arts, and pill formulas. The other texts could not be considered particularly precious, and she knew they truly were not.
The Wang Family's foundation was shallow, and Townsea Palace was not much better. It had merely developed for tens of thousands of years longer than the Wang Family. Chen Yueying was Townsea Palace's first Great Ascension Cultivator, while Wang Changsheng was the Wang Family's first Great Ascension Cultivator.
"Thank you, Senior Sister Chen."
Wang Changsheng thanked her.
"It's a small matter. Junior Brother Wang, when do you plan to hold your Mahayana Celebration?"
Chen Yueying