Dong Muyu prepared the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. After grinding the ink, she stepped back to avoid suspicion.
Chu Zhiyuan wrote slowly, neither rushed nor sluggish, making every character perfectly clear. He also drew three diagrams.
After setting down the brush, he blew gently on the sheets of plain paper and handed them to Dong Muyu.
Dong Muyu hurriedly waved her hands.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled. "Senior Sister, it's fine. This is a secret art I practiced down below. The rule against passing it on was a rule down below. Besides, we're not outsiders."
The Void Controlling Sword Sect's inheritance was not suited to this world.
Even if the Void Controlling Sword Sect's complete inheritance were placed in this world, it was destined to perish, drowned and cast aside by the river of history.
Yet the Meridian Washing Art within it was still somewhat useful, especially for a situation like Ding Zhonglou's.
Other than such a situation, there was no need for this Meridian Washing Art.
As long as one cultivated the Heavenly Sword Secret Scripture, one's Meridians would naturally become formidable, its effects far surpassing the Meridian Washing Art.
Passing it to Ding Zhonglou could be considered putting waste to use and maximizing its value.
Dong Muyu said, "If it cannot be passed on, then don't pass it on, lest you violate a taboo... Senior Brother Chonglou has no other choice, so urgent matters call for flexible measures. As for me, forget it."
As she spoke, she took the sheets and walked over to hand them to Ding Zhonglou.
Ding Zhonglou had already straightened up. The flush on his face was rapidly fading.
His cultivation had been ruined and his body injured, but a Venerable's body was extraordinarily robust, far beyond ordinary people.
He rose and clasped his fists,