In the end, He Pingtian did not curse.
But Li Yun's claim that everything came from a Cultivation Technique he had created himself, followed by his lament that it was all too difficult, had dealt He Pingtian a blow. He had even withdrawn into himself a little.
Their drinking session ended soon after, rather abruptly.
Before leaving, He Pingtian told Li Yun he would be gone for a few days. Then he hurried off.
Li Yun did not know what He Pingtian was going to do, but he did not stop him.
After He Pingtian left, Li Yun collected more Xiantian Cultivation Techniques that his stronghold subordinates had found for him. He followed his usual routine: silently invested points, raised the techniques to Perfection Realm and broke their limits, grasped their mysteries, then folded them into the Cultivation Technique he had created himself.
Unfortunately, the gains remained meager.
He had already realized that most of the Innate Aperture Refining techniques sent by the various strongholds were shallow and ordinary. A few had ingenious aspects, but each was only useful in one respect. None could be called first-rate.
If he wanted to draw on the strengths of many schools and perfect his foundation, these were nowhere near enough.
Li Yun once again felt just how difficult it was to reach Saint-Grade True Qi, but he had no choice but to keep going.
Seven days later.
He Pingtian hurried back. Before Li Yun could ask where he had been, he slapped an old, yellowed booklet down in front of him.
"Chief Lin, take a look at this Cultivation Technique! Can you practice it?"
Li Yun picked up the yellowed booklet. Five large characters in ancient seal script adorned its cover: Mystic Heaven Aperture Refining Art.
For some reason, a strange feeling stirred