Chen Luo stood up, accepted the book, and swept his gaze over it. He found the title written in tiny seal script: Record of a Hundred Immortals.
Hundred Immortals? Wasn't it White Immortal?
The thought flashed through Chen Luo's mind, but his expression did not change.
"This Record of a Hundred Immortals is the inheritance I obtained from White Immortal Cave." As he looked at the volume in Chen Luo's hands, a trace of reluctance flashed through True Person Evergreen's eyes.
"The book records the experiences of one hundred immortals. Most of them are merely accounts of their lives and hold little value. Only a few mention methods of cultivation. The art of Immortal Script that I imparted to you was distilled from the lives of those few. Beyond that, the book contains even more profound things. What you can comprehend will depend entirely on yourself."
"There are Qi Refining methods too?"
Chen Luo instantly perked up.
For the past three months, he had wanted to learn a Qi Refining method, but True Person Evergreen had refused to teach him. He had only said that those who could not master Immortal Script within three months would find Qi Refining methods useless even if they learned them. Chen Luo had long since given up hope, yet today, True Person Evergreen had suddenly given him a cultivation method.
"Yes."
True Person Evergreen smiled.
Naturally, he knew what his disciple wanted to learn. But rules were rules. Since he had become White Immortal Cave's inheritor, he had to abide by White Immortal Cave's rules, even if he was the only inheritor of White Immortal Cave left on this land.
"Thank you, Master."
Chen Luo put away the book, his heart brimming with excitement.
"Cultivate well. And don't forget about imparting the Dao tomorrow."