"Not bad." Qian Jun Douluo patted Chen Ming on the shoulder, a trace of approval in his smile. "Kid, I heard you provided Spirit Hall with a new cultivation method—the Douluo Mental Method."
"My brother and I looked it over and found some parts difficult to understand. Would you be willing to explain them?"
Qian Jun Douluo was testing whether Chen Ming truly was the creator of this mental method. Faced with such a small test, Chen Ming naturally had nothing to fear.
"If there is anything lacking in this junior's answers, I ask that you please correct me, Senior."
"Good." Qian Jun Douluo nodded.
The three Titled Douluo pulled over chairs and sat beside Chen Ming. Qian Jun and Falling Devil began asking Chen Ming questions based on what they remembered.
As Chen Ming continued offering his explanations, the expressions on the two men's faces gradually turned delighted, and the appreciation in their eyes grew ever stronger.
"Good, good, good!"
"Good. Very good. Excellent!"
The two Second Worships, Qian Jun and Falling Devil, made no effort to conceal their admiration for Chen Ming and even applauded.
"Profound truths explained in simple terms, clear and orderly. You understand not only what it is, but why it is so. A true young genius—one rarely seen in a thousand years. No, ten thousand years."
"I heard your Martial Soul has a dragon attribute. This is a greeting gift from my brother and me."
Qian Jun Douluo brushed his Soul Tool, and a box as long as an ordinary man's arm appeared in Chen Ming's hands. Opening it, Chen Ming found a blood-red dragon horn radiating dense Dragon Qi.
"I took this from an eighty-thousand-year Great Tyrant Dragon when I obtained my ninth Spirit Ring. The horn contains a trace of the Great