"Hm?"
Chi Jiuyu perked up. "Didn't you say last time that Martial Uncle was proficient in all hundred arts, Master? I want a crash-course cultivation manual for the hundred arts, something I can read on the road."
As for going to Martial Uncle and taking the roundabout route to save the nation...
Forget it. Although Master would listen to Martial Uncle—
from what she knew of him, not only would he refuse to help, he would probably ask Master for a video of this and then laugh at her mercilessly!
Bie Xuening, having heard her thoughts, was somewhat speechless.
A crash-course cultivation manual for the hundred arts...
You really knew how to dream.
"Your Martial Uncle..." Halfway through, Bie Xuening suddenly looked behind Chi Jiuyu. "He's here."
Before Chi Jiuyu could react, she caught a figure out of the corner of her eye passing by her and heading toward the training ground.
"Sword Ancestor, fellow Daoist."
"Dao Friend."
After exchanging greetings with Zhao Chengmeng, they considered themselves acquainted.
Xu Xing eventually walked over and sat on Bie Xuening's other side.
"The hundred arts of cultivation—alchemy, artifact forging, formations, talismans. Though they are called the hundred arts, they encompass all things."
He then asked directly, "Which one do you want to learn?"
"Emm... can I learn all of them, like you, Martial Uncle?" After a pause, she added, "Except alchemy!"
Alchemy?
Not even dogs would refine pills!
Xu Xing shook his head slightly. "To swallow too much is to chew nothing well. Every cultivation art demands an immense amount of effort. At your current realm, choosing one to specialize in will suffice."
Got it. In other words, her realm wasn't high enough.
"Then let me try them all. I'll see which one I'm more suited for."
All her talent had been