Looking at that imposing, majestic tablet.
Zeng Anmin's eyes gradually turned serious as well.
"Back then, your father entered the Dao through 'control,' condensed a Dharma Aspect, and gained the Confucian artifact 'tablet.'"
His father flicked a finger lightly.
The azure tablet drifted from his father's hand to hover before Zeng Anmin.
Zeng Anmin did not reach out. He merely watched the tablet floating before him in silence.
"Since ancient times, there have been no few Great Scholars who used tablets as Confucian artifacts. Yet the paths of those before us were all insights attained by those before us. We Confucian Cultivators may imitate them, but they will never be as perfectly rounded and natural as the insights of their original creators."
"And Lesser Heart Scrutiny is to comprehend a means of attack that belongs to you alone. It will also be the attack method uniquely yours, the one best suited to you."
As his father spoke, a sharp glint flashed across his face.
The next moment.
Zeng Anmin saw the tablet before him suddenly blaze with azure light.
It gleamed like a brilliant moon.
"And the method your father comprehended back then... only works against the Demon Race."
Zeng Shilin waved a hand casually, and the tablet vanished.
"Huh?"
Zeng Anmin looked up at his father blankly.
You showed off your Confucian artifact.
Wasn't it to put on some huge demonstration?
Why... did it end with a whimper after such a grand beginning?
"The method comprehended through Lesser Heart Scrutiny can be called the life-saving technique of every Confucian Dao cultivator. It is not publicized."
Seeing Zeng Anmin's baffled expression, his father coughed and explained.
???
Zeng Anmin understood at once.
"Then you didn't have to guard against even me, did you?"
Zeng Anmin was speechless.
"Never mind that.