He stood quietly in the courtyard, watching Jiang Lu's lighthearted figure depart, plans already forming in his mind.
He had originally planned to take her through secret realms across the four seas, tempering her through real combat and honing the foundations of her cultivation arts. But with the Heaven's Chosen Ranking drawing near and time running short, there was no longer enough time to roam about in search of experience.
The best course now was to have her settle down and strengthen her theoretical foundation, systematically organize her cultivation arts and secret techniques, and rapidly deepen her reserves in the safest and most efficient way possible.
The path of cultivation relied on more than brute force. It also required brains.
The disciple he taught would not be one of those brainless cultivators. Wasn't his current standing all thanks to his sharp mind?
Over the next few months, Jiang Lu's hurried figure could be found in the Medicine King Pavilion's Scripture Pavilion, training grounds, and even the supplementary classrooms of every courtyard.
"Have you heard? Elder Ye's personal disciple, Senior Sister Jiang Lu..."
"What happened to her?"
"She's working herself to the bone!"
"I know this one. Rumor has it that she can be found in every single classroom for the hundred arts."
"I can testify to that. I saw her leaving the formations room at midnight that night."
"Ah, then I saw her at dawn too!"
"Doesn't she rest?"
"I know! Senior Sister Jiang said that when she was tired of studying, she went back to practice swordsmanship to relax!"
"Practicing swordsmanship to relax? What a niche choice of words..."
"..."
Seeing everyone's discussions of Jiang Lu on the forum, Ye Qing's heart swelled with pride.
That was right. His disciple was just that outstanding.
Meanwhile, inside the Scripture Pavilion,