"This true inheritance of eerie martial arts is a grandmaster's fist art. Our White Bird Sect has never produced a grandmaster—you're the first... Naturally, the Formless White Bird Fist has no higher realm."
Aaron slowly finished speaking, knocked his pipe against the ground, and wore an expression that was almost a smile. "What? Disappointed?"
"No... I already knew this. I'm only confirming it once more now." Xu Yuan answered calmly.
Aaron asked with amusement, "What, disciple? You're not planning to betray the sect, join another school, or enter the Skynet Bureau?"
"A teacher for a day, a father for life. I, Xu Yuan, will never betray the White Bird Sect for as long as I live." Xu Yuan declared firmly, "This is my martial path!"
"Ah..."
Aaron raised his head and gazed at the three moons in the sky. "The appearance of the eerie is like the tides—there is a rising tide and a falling tide. I never thought this old man would live to see another resurgence of the eerie..."
He looked at his disciple. "Do you know that Ghost-Wielders like you, once unable to suppress the eerie within their bodies, will immediately die a gruesome death... You comprehended Colorless Concentration and can imprison the eerie through immense perseverance and enlightenment. Even among the rare few, you might only live several years... As for ordinary people who succeed by sheer luck, they can only survive a few months before the eerie revives. The moment they use their abilities, they die even faster... Only by learning a true inheritance of eerie martial arts and cultivating it to great mastery can one live for several decades free of illness and disaster... There are even rumors that those great grandmasters can use the eerie to extend their lives and live for centuries!"