Hearing Ye Yun's grateful words, Ning Mang fell silent.
Only after a long while did he raise his head and look at Ye Yun. "There is something I'd like to ask of you.
"If you ever set foot in the Central Province, could you go to a place called the Taiyin Tomb and pay your respects to a woman named Shui Qingyue for me? Sorry for the trouble."
Ye Yun nodded at once. "Since Senior Ning has asked it of me, I'll do everything I can!"
"Very well. Since you're willing to help me, I can't let you come away empty-handed.
"An old friend of mine had a Taiyin Spirit Body, just like you. I'll pass on the art she cultivated!
"I hope it proves useful to you.
"But this art has one flaw: only women can cultivate it.
"Once I pass it on, remember that you must never cultivate it yourself. Otherwise, the consequences will be endless!"
With that, Ning Mang lightly pointed a finger at Ye Yun. A streak of white light shot from his fingertip toward Ye Yun's brow.
Ye Yun did not move. He let the light sink into his brow.
A moment later, an art called the Taiyin Canon appeared in his mind.
Taiyin Canon: Earth-Grade Supreme Martial Art. This is a special art that only women can cultivate. If a man cultivates it, the consequences will be dire. At best, his True Essence will flow backward through his meridians; at worst, his Elixir Core will run wild and kill him through backlash. Compatibility: six points.
The information from his special ability left Ye Yun shaken.
He had never imagined that cultivating the wrong art could have such grave consequences.
What surprised him even more was that the Taiyin Canon was an Earth-Grade