The God Slaying Thorn was an applied technique, not a cultivation method. In terms of value, it could not compare to a series of divine abilities like the Li Chen Sect's pill formulas, Void Stepping Art, or tribulation-transcending secret methods. Yet in actual combat, how many things could be more effective than a fellow like this that could breach all defenses, treating protective gang qi and defensive magical treasures as nothing?
Therefore, back at the Treasure Exchange Banquet, when Yu Ci's supply of Ruyi Money had fallen short, he had once thought of turning his attention here. He figured the Suixin Pavilion would be quite happy to offer a high price, and placed within the Li Chen Sect, he imagined there would also be a great many people interested in this.
Under these circumstances, Old Mr. Zhu placing this technique on the twenty-seventh floor, which ordinary people found difficult to enter, could be considered a very prudent choice. Moreover, the original copy right at his hand could not be casually brought out for people to see in the future either—the gravity of this matter was something Yu Ci understood.
Seeing Yu Ci agree readily, Old Mr. Zhu still squinted at him. "Do you know what kind of impact placing it on the twenty-seventh floor will have on you?"
Naturally, Yu Ci said he did not know. Old Mr. Zhu gave a heh of laughter, but picked up a brush and casually grabbed a long, narrow jade tablet from the desk, writing a few characters with a flying and unrestrained dragon-snake script. The brush and ink in his hand were specially made, and wherever the tip of the brush fell, clusters of shallow halos flowed out, finally seeping into the jade tablet.
Not knowing what method the old gentleman used, he