The Dao Palace.
By the lake.
Jiang Ning looked at the Spiritual Altar Illumination of the True Self Method in his hands, his eyes flickering.
Even from a cursory reading, he could see how ingenious the technique was.
To him, its intricacy was in no way inferior to the Indestructible Vajra Body or the Inner Elixir Life-Nourishing Technique.
"No rush." Jiang Ning glanced over the Spiritual Altar Illumination of the True Self Method once more, folded the beast-skin scroll, and put it away carefully.
As for what Ji Minghao had just said, he cast it straight to the back of his mind.
Though he had committed the Spiritual Altar Illumination of the True Self Method to memory, the technique was profoundly arcane and full of Daoist terminology.
If he had not read so many books in the Dao Palace's Library Pavilion lately, and read all Thirty-Six Volumes of the Daoist Canon before that, he would not even have understood what its words meant.
Even so, parts of it remained obscure. How could he possibly burn the scroll?
Only when he formally entered the second-rank grandmaster realm and mastered the Spiritual Altar Illumination of the True Self Method would he do so.
Then, and only then, would he burn the beast-skin scroll.
After putting the technique away, he saw a flash of golden light in his hand, and two more things appeared.
They were the Dragonblood Grass Ji Minghao had just given him.
It could increase his vital energy and blood, strengthen his physique, and help him complete nine blood replacements to step into the realm of Martial Dao myth.
With that in mind, he opened the jade box.
The next instant.
A burst of white, mistlike cold billowed out, then sank down along the box's sides.
As the cold swept