As the Supreme Meditation Technique continued to run, the speck of light kept growing.
In the end, eight figures of light appeared in Chen Wen's vision.
What was this...?
At the sight, everyone was shaken.
The figures looked almost like the Soul Bodies of the shattered Stone Statues.
He could also sense faint fluctuations from them.
But what did that mean?
Did it mean the eight great inheritances had chosen me?
A thought flashed through Chen Wen's mind.
"Your guess is right. All eight inheritances have chosen you."
"But their strengths differ greatly. You can choose the one most suited to you."
Xian Hongshao spoke.
"Can I take all eight?" Chen Wen asked.
"Remember, cultivate only what is powerful and suitable. More isn't necessarily better."
"And you still need to see whether the other inheritances remain after you make your choice."
At that point, Xian Hongshao changed tack. "Remember, some inheritances cannot be obtained together."
"Understood."
Chen Wen nodded.
Xian Hongshao's meaning was clear: he should first choose one he considered both suitable and powerful.
Only then could he gain the greatest reward.
As for whether he could collect the rest afterward, that would depend on what happened.
"All right. Do your best."
With those words, Xian Hongshao fell completely silent.
Chen Wen took a deep breath and sank back into contemplation.
What would suit me best?
The body's response would be the truest answer.
Emotions could sometimes be swayed, even deceived.
But the body's response could not lie.
With that in mind, Chen Wen knew how he would choose.
Come on, then. Let me see which one suits me best.
With that thought, Chen Wen released his cultivation arts, foundations, physical strength, and everything else within him, one by one.
As he did, the once-quiet figures of light began