After seeing off the delighted Shang Huan and Old Hao,
Chen Mu sat in the rocking chair and pulled the low table in front of him.
With a clatter, a pile of White Jade Coins appeared, and he counted them one by one.
"Four hundred and sixty-six." Chen Mu felt a surge of delight.
Without realizing it, he had already saved up so many White Jade Coins.
"Still, it's not quite enough." Thinking of the Scripture Transmission Courtyard's prices, Chen Mu could not help shaking his head. "Even the cheapest Hundred Intents Shattering-Illusion Technique costs six hundred White Jade Coins."
Shang Huan's purchase of the Spiritual Light Method had reminded Chen Mu of something.
He would master Spiritual Light this year, so he needed to start planning for his subsequent cultivation.
"I still have three Mustard Seed Talismans. They should sell for over a hundred White Jade Coins."
"And if I have Shang Huan sell some more Qi Concealing Powder, that should be enough."
He had no intention of following Shang Huan's example and insisting on cultivating some top-tier secret art.
Instead, he favored the cheapest Hundred Intents Shattering-Illusion Technique.
This secret art had extremely low aptitude requirements and a balanced, peaceful nature. Its only drawback was that it cultivated far too slowly, requiring tireless practice day and night.
"To create a secret art like this..."
"Master Hundred Intents was probably like me—a good man of ordinary aptitude who was diligent and willing to work hard."
Glancing at the proficiency progress on the gray wall,
Chen Mu could not help pondering to himself, Should I start practicing another secret art?
After all, he could not grind the same experience all day. It was good to change things up now and then.
Two days later, beneath the wooden shed in