The Far-Seeing Mirror could not transmit physical objects, but transferring copied information was no trouble at all.
In mere moments, the parchment Zhang Xiao had prepared was covered in densely packed writing, complete with illustrations.
Zhang Xiao put it away, and Zhang Chengdao's voice came through the Far-Seeing Mirror, sounding casual:
"I've had a quick look too. It's not hard to learn. These are just methods, not even spells. Practice them however you like. Don't worry about getting them wrong."
He chatted with his parents a little longer. Only when he heard shouts from their end did Zhang Xiao realize they had set off again. After telling them to stay safe, he reluctantly ended the call on the Far-Seeing Mirror.
The Slytherin Common Room was still warm, even a little hot. Flames roared in the enormous fireplace, and the logs crackled from time to time.
As usual, Zhang Xiao curled up in his favorite soft armchair. Its thick cushions made sitting down feel like sinking into a cloud.
Snacks and drinks sat on the little side table. The orange-red firelight fell across his face, making him feel pleasantly drowsy.
He turned to the first page of parchment. As tradition dictated in the martial world, whether a technique was powerful or not, its general introduction had to brag first.
The Water Imp Six Arts were no exception.
The introduction began with some vague, lofty talk about perceiving heaven and earth and attaining enlightenment amid water, then boasted that mastering these arts would make one a Dragon King in the mortal world, capable of churning rivers and overturning seas.
Zhang Xiao read it in bewilderment. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought this was some peerless manual.
Next came the prerequisites for practicing the arts. In truth, these were tests to