When Celestial Master Zhang said this, his heart ached beyond measure.
Exchanges and discussions of the Dao between the various branches of the Daoist Order usually came with gains and losses. It was hard to say who had taken advantage of whom. Only those who had received lavish gifts would invite other Daoist friends to bear witness.
Back when Jiaohuang Mountain was flourishing, it was always smaller Daoist Orders elsewhere that invited others to testify—declaring that they had received teachings or recognition from Jiaohuang Mountain and could henceforth spread the Dao under Jiaohuang Mountain's banner.
Two mere Martial Cultivation methods? In those days, Jiaohuang Mountain would have accepted them without a second thought. At most, they would have offered a verbal thanks and returned a few small gifts. That would have been the end of it.
Yet now, after accepting two cultivation methods, he had to invite fellow Daoists to bear witness. He truly felt he had disgraced the name Jiaohuang Mountain.
However, he had no other choice. With these two methods, Jiaohuang Mountain would at least have some foundation. It could openly announce the beginning of its revival. Thus, it was better to make the origin of these methods clear.
Feng Jun was taken aback when he heard this. "They're only two Martial Cultivation methods. Is there really any need to make such a fuss?"
Celestial Master Zhang gave a bitter smile. "To Master Feng, they may be trivial matters, but to Jiaohuang Mountain, they are a kindness that ensures our continued existence."
That was what he said, but his heart twisted like a knife at that moment. Those words used to be Jiaohuang Mountain's lines.
"You're being too polite, Celestial Master Zhang," Feng Jun said with a smile, shaking his head. "Jiaohuang Mountain's survival depends on the blessings