"What a pity! There was no way to get my hands on the things carried by Cháotiān Palace's sect master. Those were the real treasures." Yue Qianchou sighed as he watched Zhang Peng sort through the items in the jade disc.
Following his orders, Zhang Peng was compiling a catalogue of all the pill formulas, their names, and their effects for easier reference in the future. When he reached the cultivation techniques, Zhang Peng grew more and more excited and could not help asking, "Master! Are these all cultivation techniques from the Immortal Realm?"
Yue Qianchou gave a grunt. He did not care much for techniques that required thousands or tens of thousands of years of cultivation before they could show results. After a pause, he said, "Once you finish sorting everything out, make a copy of the cultivation techniques and keep it. Later, pick through them and see whether there are any suitable ones for everyone to cultivate. But let me warn you: cultivating too many miscellaneous things may not be a good thing. More often than not, once a single technique is mastered to the utmost limit, one naturally grasps other principles by analogy. That is where truly boundless power lies. The reason I obtained these things is to give every person in the army more choices. I hope they can choose techniques suited to themselves, refine them ever further, and unleash greater power. That is what I want—not for everyone to stuff everything into their bellies."
Zhang Peng nodded in agreement. Yue Qianchou put on all the airs of a master, gave a few more instructions, and then left.
Over these ten days, Shui Mingqing had been unable to sleep or eat in peace. Yue Qianchou had gone out for a stroll and had been gone for