"Thank you for your generous favor, Pavilion Master. If you ever need me, I will do everything in my power and never refuse!"
Jiang Chen rose and cupped his fists.
Fifteen thousand taels of support every month—she certainly held him in high regard.
After all, he only had ordinary bone aptitude.
Any other faction probably would not have spared him a second glance.
Liu Qing'er truly lived up to her background as a scion of a great clan from the Prefecture Capital. She was lavish indeed.
"Uncle Luo."
Liu Qing'er waved lightly.
The old man surnamed Luo brought over a wooden box, clearly prepared in advance.
Inside the opened box lay three porcelain bottles and an ancient book.
There was no need to ask about the bottles: three bottles of Qi Gathering Pills, enough resources for three months.
As for the ancient book, it seemed to contain a martial combat art. Four characters adorned its cover:
Wind-Thunder Precious Scroll!
"Sun Wu should have told you that this year's Martial Exam will be different from previous years. There will be actual battles to the death. To distinguish yourself in such fighting, a good combat art is essential."
"This Wind-Thunder Precious Scroll is a high-tier True Martial art. If you can master it proficiently before the end of the year, it will let you kill enemies above your realm with ease."
Seeing Jiang Chen's curious gaze settle on the manual, Liu Qing'er explained with a smile.
"A high-tier True Martial art?!"
Sun Wu was even more astounded.
Regardless of their realm, combat arts were generally divided into low, middle, and high tiers.
The combat arts included in the White Ape Mountain-Suppressing Technique were low-tier True Martial arts.
Even so, thoroughly comprehending them would still grant astonishing power.
As for mid-tier True Martial