Tang San nodded and replied:
"That's right. This sect is called the Tang Sect.
Everything I've made is collectively known in the Tang Sect as hidden weapons.
But hidden weapons aren't the only foundation on which the Tang Sect stands."
At this point, Tang San paused, his expression turning solemn.
"The Tang Sect also has an extremely profound internal cultivation method called the Mysterious Heaven Skill.
This technique guides the vital energy within your body to circulate on its own in an endless cycle. It's far superior to the crude, basic meditation methods found on this continent.
Cultivating with the Mysterious Heaven Skill greatly improves your efficiency at absorbing the world's energy, and your soul power grows faster too.
That's why, back in Notting City, my soul power still broke through to level thirty-one even though I spent so much time smithing every day!"
Lin Xuan raised his teacup and took a sip, following up on his words.
"If you had such an incredible meditation method, why did you never mention it before?"
Tang San sighed, sounding somewhat troubled.
"The Tang Sect's rules are extremely strict. The Mysterious Heaven Skill is a secret that must never be passed outside the sect.
Our ancestors decreed that the sect's supreme techniques must never be casually taught to anyone who isn't a core disciple of the Tang Sect.
Under our rules, secretly teaching an outsider is a grave offense punishable by stripping away all cultivation and expelling the offender from the sect.
So I've always followed those rules and couldn't share it."
Lin Xuan set down his cup and looked at Tang San.
"I see. So you came to see me tonight because..."
Tang San stood, walked over to Lin Xuan, and solemnly extended his right hand.
"Lin Xuan, from our days at