This was no empty boast Jiang Yang had made to save face. It was the truth.
After all, Jiang Yang cultivated the Immortal Gateway Dao Chapter, though even now he had swallowed it whole without properly digesting it, unable to explain so much as a fraction of its meaning.
But it was an immortal scripture nonetheless. Such wondrous methods sought communion and unity with heaven and earth to attain their marvels. Spirit Treasures merely added flowers to the brocade; they were not indispensable.
The Broadwood Spirit Treasure before him was certainly excellent, and its uses were hardly limited to making a breakthrough. Naturally, Jiang Yang wanted it.
But if the price was mortgaging his master Xuan Guang's Dao Path, Jiang Yang could not do it. Besides, Qing He had already mentioned that the restoration of Wood Virtue would greatly benefit his pursuit of Broadwood. Yi Wood might be in dire straits now, but could there not come a day when it emerged from darkness into light again?
Though that prospect was still distant, one should mend the roof before the rain. Those great figures in the heavens could place a seemingly idle piece on the board hundreds or thousands of years in advance. How could he not consider a fallback or two?
Moreover, his master Xuan Guang lacked neither cultivation nor attainment. Even if he could not succeed now, after accumulating a lifetime of experience, he could try again in his next life.
If Jiang Yang truly acted as Jiang Li suggested, he would be a shortsighted fool!
Jiang Li gazed into the young man's interwoven gold-and-white eyes and fell silent for a moment. Realizing that he could not force the person before him, he softened his tone:
"Your Highness... the karmic consequences are immense. This is no time to