Although Ma Chunliang had now obtained the cultivation technique, the Thick Earth Art, aside from shutting himself away to cultivate each day when the sun set, he spent practically all his other time at Qin Jiuge's side, utterly dutiful and devoted.
Seeing him act this way made Qin Jiuge feel somewhat embarrassed, so he rewarded him with a few more Pills.
To Qin Jiuge, these Pills were merely scraps from the corners, odds and ends from some neglected nook. But to Ma Chunliang, they were the supreme reward.
This scene made Xu Li and Chu Wentian regret it until their guts turned green. One step late, every step late.
When it came to obtaining the Thick Earth Art.
They had been one step behind, and the situation had spiraled beyond recovery. Clearly, they had all started on the same starting line.
What was more, the Thick Earth Art was exceptionally suited to Ma Chunliang's constitution, highly compatible with his earth attribute. Qin Jiuge could be said to have tailored it specifically for him.
For other ordinary mortals, this Thick Earth Art...
Those with good luck might learn a few tricks from it; those with poor luck would only learn it passably; and those with even worse luck would be cursed beyond measure—even whether they could cultivate successfully would become an unknown.
"Rest assured, Senior."
That day, seeing that Xue Mei had yet to return, a glint of ruthlessness appeared in Big Baldy Ma Chunliang's eyes. He immediately said in a deep voice, "Once this junior brings his cultivation method to great completion and gains some measure of strength, I absolutely will not let the Snow Yao Clan continue to hold us in their grip. As for the Fragmented Map you need, this junior will personally place it in your hands."