After pondering for a long while.
Jiang Yuechu shook her head.
These things were still too far removed from her.
She had not even broken through to the Chessmaster Realm yet.
Why think about the Painting Realm?
Meals had to be eaten one bite at a time, roads walked one step at a time.
But one thing was certain.
She would never willingly become someone like Wang Canglan.
Raised like livestock by a Dao Orthodoxy, only to go die gratefully in the end.
If those old bastards dreamed of turning her into that as well.
Then they were being a little too naive.
Besides, she now had a golden finger in hand.
What the hell was there to fear?
If they pushed her too far.
At worst, she would blow apart all twenty-five Dao Orthodoxies of the Eastern Region, one by one.
With that thought.
She no longer dwelled on it.
Jiang Yuechu sent her divine sense into the crimson-gold jade slip.
Patiently, she read those complicated and obscure words from beginning to end.
Until a prompt appeared at the bottom of her vision.
[<Great Expansion Pure Yang Supreme Chess-Condensing Record> (Not Initiated)]
With that line appearing.
Jiang Yuechu suddenly clenched her five fingers.
A cracking sound rang out.
That crimson-gold jade slip, enough to make cultivators across the world fight until their heads bled, directly turned into a pile of powder and sifted through her fingers onto the ground.
Cultivating the Chess-Condensing Method they had given her directly.
She was not that stupid.
Since those old bastards from Jade Capital Tower dared toss this thing out, who could guarantee they had not left some hidden backdoor inside?
If she cultivated it to the end and became someone else's puppet on strings, who would she cry to?
Even