"Child, did you really come up with this yourself? How did you think of it?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo stepped forward and stopped before Chen Ming, doing his best to appear gentler as he asked.
"This old man is Golden Crocodile Douluo. I am two hundred years old now, and my body has weakened somewhat. There are things about your new method that I do not understand. Could you explain them to me?"
"Greetings, Senior Golden Crocodile. I once read about your deeds in a book. More than a hundred years ago, you single-handedly subdued a rampaging Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast and preserved peace for an entire region. It was truly stirring. I never expected to meet you today."
"You flatter me." Golden Crocodile Douluo stroked his beard, but inwardly, he was grumbling.
It was true that he had once fought a rampaging Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, and his ninth ring had indeed come from that beast. But he had not gone alone back then. The Pope of Spirit Hall at the time had led a team to cripple the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, and he had merely delivered the final blow.
After all these years, how had the story turned into him killing it all by himself?
Before Golden Crocodile Douluo could say anything else, Chen Ming began reciting the explanation he had prepared.
It was roughly that after awakening his Martial Soul, he had seen two Meditation Methods and felt that they were too crude, so he had tried changing the way one cultivated.
After years of exploration, coupled with what he had learned from Dugu Bo and Ye Renxin, he had finally perfected his ideas. Since he came from a farming family and had been a Work-Study Student at the academy, he cared deeply for others and wished to allow everyone