Hong Tianzheng thought for a moment. These were indeed the words of a prudent, level-headed man. He had been too concerned about this matter and had instead lost his sense of proportion. After all, martial arts existed to serve people.
Otherwise, even if a martial art that led directly to Gods and Devils were placed before Madam Hong, given her current condition, she likely would not be able to cultivate it. Even if she did succeed, whether it would bring fortune or disaster would be hard to say.
At the same time, he had gleaned much information from some of Meng Zhao's words.
For instance, this young man was sufficiently confident that he could dismantle and analyze that martial art, then impart it to A Yuan according to the circumstances and guide her cultivation, thereby helping her cast off the hidden dangers in her body.
Such a level was simply beyond what an ordinary Innate martial artist could achieve. Even whether Grandmaster martial artists could accomplish all this remained to be seen.
After all, Grandmasters were merely stronger martial artists. They were still some distance from the highest echelon of Gods and Devils.
Even some Gods and Devils knew that something was so without knowing why it was so; they might not possess such a theoretical foundation.
"Good. Time waits for no one. You and I will go find A Yuan right now. Examine her carefully and help regulate her body.
"I, Hong Tianzheng, stand by every word I say. If you can cure A Yuan, this life of mine will be yours.
"No matter what you wish to do, no matter what your purpose is, I do not care. All I care about is A Yuan's safety."
What a man who loved the beauty but not the realm—a love-struck