Having dealt with Ouyang Qian, that hidden danger, Zhou Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Next, he could take part in the storm stirred up by Wisdom Gu with even fewer reservations.
He returned to his room and sat down again, settling his mind completely as he began seriously considering the details of spreading the methods.
Secretly tossing the cultivation methods for three sets of Memory Gu into the Black Market would not be difficult for him.
In that murky gray zone where fish and dragons mingled, he could hide manuals in any corner, pass them off as relics left behind by Rogue Cultivators, or disguise them as goods leaked from a stall. There were plenty of ways to hoodwink people.
The real difficulty was not "spreading" them, but "drawing people in."
What he wanted was not simply to put the methods out there. He wanted countless cultivators to willingly choose his three methods, devote themselves to cultivating them, frantically test and fail, and improve them again and again.
Only if everyone flocked into the Gu Refining approaches he provided, constantly stumbling into pitfalls, constantly refining them, constantly deducing further possibilities, could he remain hidden behind the scenes and reap everyone's results without lifting a finger.
But cultivators in troubled times all had their own thoughts and their own Dao Paths. Why would they choose his three methods of unknown origin?
How could he make his own proposals stand out amid the dazzling array of Gu Refining approaches and become the mainstream that everyone scrambled to study?
Zhou Feng pondered this point over and over for a long time, yet he could not devise any foolproof solution.
People's hearts were hard to control, and the path of cultivation depended even more on individual opportunities. He could open up a