Master thirty-six thousand perfect versions of spells?
Bald-headed Universal Illumination's first reaction to those words was to throw his head back and laugh three times.
Although Orthodox Cultivators could master spells easily, most only selected a few hundred from the many categories, ultimately focusing on one or two.
A few Orthodox Cultivators, for various reasons, would learn two or three thousand spells in versions corresponding to their own Daoist Scriptures.
As for those who had mastered over ten thousand spells, he had only ever heard scattered mentions of one or two.
But what was so impressive about that?
In a magical duel, how much Dharma Power could you have? How many mouths and hands could you use to cast spells?
What was the use of learning so many spells? Wasn't that a waste of time?
Yet seeing Wang Quan's serious expression now, he suddenly realized:
Mastering more spells, especially perfect versions, really did seem to give a person confidence!
If I fought him and he cast spells I had never seen, with no corresponding spells to counter them, how would I respond?
Bald-headed Universal Illumination drew a deep breath and looked at the Si Household cultivator beside him.
The Si Household cultivator coughed and smiled. "Daoist Brother Flower-Scatter, this friend of mine glosses over the important points, but he does want to reconcile with you."
Wang Quan smiled. "Yes, precisely because he's your friend, I haven't pressed him aggressively, much less demanded compensation for my losses!"
"Nor have I retaliated against him!"
"I'm merely telling him that from this moment onward, no anomaly may ever affect me."
"I haven't retaliated against him. I've only laid down a rule for him. He should accept it humbly and observe it conscientiously."
"Rather than... quibble with me!"
The Si Household cultivator...
Bald-headed Universal