Nannan: These Techniques Won't Do, I Want to Create My Own!

"Shut up!"

Li Yuanhua was so furious his beard bristled and his eyes bulged. He nearly failed to restrain himself from tearing Yang Juzi's mouth apart.

"What I mean is, the Young Master is not alone! Behind him stand King Wei's Mansion, the Northern Darkness Sacred Ground, and the Langya Merchant Association!"

"If you want to repay his kindness, you can start from those angles! Idiots!"

Chu Youchang pondered for a moment. "You mean we can go buy things from the Langya Merchant Association?"

Li Yuanhua gave him a satisfied glance. "At least there's one smart one among you!

"Correct!

"As the Young Master of the Langya Merchant Association, the Young Master possesses the wealth of the Four Seas. Giving him money directly is like patting the immortal's ass in the wrong place!

"But if you go to the Langya Merchant Association and buy what you need, you won't be spending money for nothing, nor will it make the Young Master feel indebted to you...

"At the same time, it will let the Young Master see your sincerity!

"That is enough!"

"Gasp! That makes sense!" Everyone's eyes lit up, as though clouds had parted to reveal the clear blue sky.

"A senior truly is a senior. With just a little guidance, you have cleared away the fog in our minds!"

"Indeed! The Ancestor is wise!"

Li Yuanhua proudly raised his chin.

What a joke.

This Ancestor had studied the path to heaven for hundreds of years. What was this much worth?

Just learn from me!

"Remember, when you go buy things, you must let the shopkeeper know that you came there because of the Young Master...

"Otherwise, you'll have bought those things for nothing, understand?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Understood, understood!"

"Perfect. We recently recruited a large batch of disciples, and there are indeed plenty of supplies we need to purchase! Come, come, let us go together!"

At the same time.

In the depths of the royal palace.

The Scripture Pavilion.

A petite figure lay sprawled atop a mountain of Ancient Books, carefully flipping through them.

"How is it, Nannan?"

Wang Mu walked in and smiled. "Still haven't found a cultivation technique that suits you?"

Nannan leaped down from the mountain of books and walked barefoot to Wang Mu. Shaking her head, she said, "Although you gave me many cultivation techniques, and they're all profound, none of them suit me..."

Wang Mu asked curiously, "Why don't they suit you? Haven't you already comprehended most of them?"

In just half a month.

Nannan had not only read every single text stored within King Liang's Palace.

She had also read the several hundred profound secret manuals Wang Mu had specifically ordered delivered.

The Enlightenment Immortal Heart's effect was indeed formidable.

For ordinary cultivation techniques, Little Nannan needed only one glance to surpass the original.

For certain techniques that only had nine levels, she could casually make up a tenth.

And for the more profound ones, she only needed to spend a little time to thoroughly grasp them.

With a slight mental rehearsal, she could understand perfectly what the state would be after cultivating them to their peak.

But running through them in her mind was not the same as actually cultivating.

Even now.

Little Nannan had not even reached the first level of the Qi Refining Realm.

"It's precisely because I've comprehended most of them that I know that if I cultivate these techniques, my progress will be very slow, and my achievements will be limited!"

Nannan was extremely serious. As she spoke, she could not help sighing. "Because my aptitude is too poor!"

Wang Mu understood.

The importance of aptitude to cultivation went without saying.

Profound cultivation techniques required not only comprehension to understand; aptitude was also a major factor in determining one's upper limit.

Little Nannan's aptitude was only Inferior.

Even if she could see through an Emperor Scripture at a glance, it would still be useless if she could not cultivate it to perfection.

"Then what should we do?"

"I think I need a cultivation technique that is extremely powerful, yet not limited by aptitude!" Little Nannan said seriously.

"Does such a cultivation technique exist in this world?" Wang Mu felt that would be difficult.

"Perhaps it doesn't!" Little Nannan took a deep breath, seeming to make an enormous decision. "So I've decided to create one myself!"

"Create... create one yourself..."

Wang Mu felt that he had not been an unrivaled genius for very long, and he could not understand the thought process of such a person.

A little girl who had not even reached the Qi Refining Realm.

Was declaring over and over that she wanted to create a cultivation technique invincible beneath the heavens.

If word got out, only an Idiot would believe it!

"I believe in you!" Wang Mu's eyes were filled with sincerity as he patted Little Nannan's shoulder. "Work hard. Tell me whatever you need, and I will use these two hands to make your dream come true!"

Little Nannan's eyes sparkled. "Wang Mu, you're a good person!"

Wang Mu: "...I'm so much older than you. Could you at least call me Older Brother? That's very rude!"

"No way!" Little Nannan pouted, her bare feet pattering as she ran back to the desk. She muttered, "Calling someone Older Brother makes me think of Sister!"

Wang Mu: "..."

At the same time.

As the Ascension Conventions across Heavenly Severing Island gradually drew to a close.

News of the Ascension Convention also spread, unnoticed, toward more distant islands.

On a remote island.

Several Cultivators were discussing matters over a wine table.

"Who could have imagined in the beginning that the Young Master Wang was actually serious?"

"Over the past month or so, he must have tested the aptitude of several million mortals, right?"

"The testing fee alone—one Low-Grade Spirit Stone for every mortal—is an astronomical sum. He truly is rich beyond measure!"

"More than that! As long as someone tests positive for a Spiritual Root, Young Master Wang even gives them Spirit Stones! Inferior Spiritual Roots receive Low-Grade Spirit Stones, while High-Grade Spiritual Roots directly receive High-Grade Spirit Stones..."

"The most important thing is that after Young Master Wang discovers your aptitude, he doesn't force you to work for the Wang Family. You can choose freely; whichever sect you want to join, you can join. This is practically charity..."

"You tell me, what exactly is Young Master Wang trying to gain by doing this?"

"No matter what he wants, those whose Spiritual Roots were discovered will have to thank him for the rest of their lives. This is practically a fortuitous opportunity to defy heaven and change one's fate!"

"If I had encountered such a good thing back then! My family wouldn't have had to sell off all our cattle and sheep, even sell our old house, just to send me for an aptitude test... Later, when they fell ill, there was no money for treatment. By the time I received the news, it was already too late!"

"..."

In the corner.

A black-clothed youth wearing a hood remained silent.

"Teacher, could the Great Tribulation Wang Mu spoke of be real? It seems like... he truly is working to prepare for the Great Tribulation!"

"He has spent such immense wealth on a group of mortals without seeking anything in return! This matter does indeed seem somewhat believable!"

Lin Yan lowered his head to look at the liquid in his Wine glass. His gaze flickered as he wondered what he was thinking.

"However, even if it is real, it has no meaning to you right now! What you need to do now is become stronger, become even stronger, and pursue the Great Dao without distraction!

"Only then will you be able to handle things with ease when the Great Tribulation arrives!"

"Yes, Teacher!"

Elsewhere.

On Heavenly Severing Island.

The Daliang Royal City branch of the Langya Merchant Association.

A large number of cultivators suddenly poured in.

"Is this the Langya Merchant Association?"

"Y-yes!" The branch Shopkeeper was utterly bewildered by the scene.

"I'd like to ask: if we buy things here, will Young Master Wang get a share of the money?" A cultivator who looked quite honest stepped forward and asked.

Shopkeeper: "???"