"From the moment I awakened my Martial Soul, it took me three months to create the prototype of this Meditation Method and incorporate the meridians into cultivation. I then refined it bit by bit until it became the Meditation Method it is today."
Hearing this, the three of them drew sharp breaths. None of them had expected Chen Ming's talent to be so monstrously defiant.
"Senior, tell me—if you had cultivated using a Meditation Method like this in your early years, wouldn't your cultivation be much higher by now?"
"Of course," Chrysanthemum Douluo answered seriously.
"Then if I were to publish this Meditation Method, what do you think would happen to me?"
"You have no backing. A major sect would beat you to death on the spot, take your Meditation Method for itself, and keep it for its own people. Then, who knows how many years later, it would spread outward, and no one would remember that you ever existed."
"Yes." Chen Ming nodded. "But Senior Ju, what if Spirit Hall were the one to release this book? What if Spirit Hall distributed it to every branch hall, allowing every Spirit Master to read it? What would happen then?"
"The entire Spirit Master world would undergo enormous change!" Chrysanthemum Douluo's body trembled, and disbelief flickered in his eyes. "But... you're actually willing to reveal your own cultivation method? This... this has never happened before!"
"Someone has to take this step. Spirit Masters must eventually cast off these inferior cultivation methods. Why can't that person be me? Besides, this cultivation method isn't important to me. What matters most to me is my intelligence." Chen Ming pointed at his head.
"As long as I'm alive, I can keep thinking. As long as I keep thinking, I can keep creating more and more.