An Jing tossed him the scroll. Piyi instinctively reached out and caught it. "Your Fate Grids are lowly. You have no foundation, no backing. You are neither human nor dragon-serpent. Even if you receive the true marrow of my path, it will ultimately amount to nothing."
"Piyi, since you dared seek a method, I will grant you one. I hope you will spread this method far and wide, build a solid foundation, and come find me again once you have cultivated it to completion."
Before his final word had faded, An Jing reached out and took You Ruhui's hand. They stepped forward together, turning into streaks of light and vanishing.
Holding the Watercloud Dharma Scroll, Piyi stood stunned for a moment. He instinctively opened it to read, and the Divine Intent of a method called [Wisdom-Opening Heart Sword] naturally poured into his mind, needing no words.
Beyond that, there was also a simple Artifact Crafting method: gathering the shells and scales of sea creatures, then smelting them with one's own essence blood to forge various kinds of armor and simple weapons. This method was called [Blood Refinement Art]. It was the foundation for the "next step," and could also nourish and hone one's vital essence through replenishing blood and qi, tempering the body. It was an elementary body-tempering method.
Soul and body—two methods. Though simple, they were without question a path.
In that instant, hot tears filled his eyes. He kowtowed toward the place where An Jing had vanished. "My thanks to the High Lord! My thanks to the Naturalist for granting us these methods!"
Behind him, the many sea folk also kowtowed in unison. "Our thanks to the High Lord!"
"Our thanks to the Naturalist for granting us these methods!"
The cries rose without end, spreading across sea and