The spacious living room was well heated, a sharp contrast to the bitter wind outside.
Chen Hao stood in the middle of the living room and looked around.
"Sit."
Everyone sat down as instructed, their expressions serious. They could all sense that what Chen Hao was about to say was important.
"Next, I'll pass on knowledge of formations, pills, talismans, and artifact refinement from the Primordial Era."
Chen Hao's voice was quiet, but every word reached everyone's ears clearly.
"Study it carefully when you get back and see which path suits you. You don't need to practice all of them. Just specialize in one."
Yang Wanqing raised her hand. "Master, which one is the easiest?"
"None is the easiest. There's only the one that suits you best."
"Then which one makes the most money?"
"..."
Chen Siyao jabbed her with an elbow.
Ignoring Yang Wanqing's question, Chen Hao raised his right hand, his index finger glowing faintly.
"Get ready. This might feel a little uncomfortable."
He touched each of them between the eyebrows in turn.
The instant his fingertip made contact, a vast flood of information poured into their minds: formation formulas, pill recipes, talisman-drawing methods, and artifact refinement techniques from the Primordial Era.
An immense body of knowledge exploded within their consciousness, and everyone instinctively closed their eyes.
Qin Xiaoyu recovered first. She already had some knowledge of formations, so she absorbed it the fastest.
Yang Wanqing clutched her head and grimaced. "Holy crap, this is more than a whole month of studying for the college entrance exam..."
Ying Wenjie silently digested the information, as did Ye Chendong and Wu Tian.
Chen Hao waited for them to recover before continuing. "After the New Year, I may take you to Penglai. I'll see how well you've practiced then."
"Penglai?!"
Yang