He tossed the exhausted Little White Bat onto the bed.
He was just about to study the booklet Xia Xiaoqi had given him.
Suddenly, he noticed a stone egg the size of a washbasin beside his pillow. He had no idea when it had appeared.
"Holy shit!"
After a moment of bewilderment, Su Xinghe immediately remembered what it was.
If there hadn't been a Martial Saint living overhead, he would have thrown this energy orb straight out. The little fellow had actually stolen the Guardian Barrier's energy core and brought it home.
What do I do?
Panic swept through him.
Three breaths later, he gradually calmed down again.
I've already killed the provincial governor. What's the big deal about taking an energy core? With that heavyweight overhead, I doubt the Martial Dao Bureau would dare come here to investigate.
He settled his nerves.
Su Xinghe looked at the palm-sized booklet in his hand.
There was no name on it, just ordinary yellow paper. He opened it, revealing rows of delicate handwriting no larger than grains of rice.
The faint scent of ink at his nose suggested it had only recently been written.
He smiled knowingly.
He hadn't looked after his little sidekick for nothing.
His gaze swept across the pages, and the questions in his mind were answered one by one.
"Control of Psychic Power..."
"Nurturing the sea-of-consciousness space..."
"Secret arts for amplifying psychic power..."
"Breaking through to the Artistic Conception Realm through the Listening to Tides Art, then grasping the principles of the Water Domain, and finally comprehending laws..."
Concept after concept unfolded before him through the words on the page.
Though none were especially profound, they filled the gaps in his knowledge of Mental Secret Arts.
It turned out that when he first obtained the Listening to