"Well..."
Lu Changfeng silently cursed his loose tongue. He had recited it without thinking; he should have dressed it up first.
But since he had already said it, he would deny it to his dying breath.
"Perhaps the venerable master had an epiphany while his spirit wandered through the Great Ruins?"
Lu Changfeng kept a straight face and spoke with perfect solemnity. "Guiguzi's learning encompassed heaven and humanity, leaving nothing untouched. Naturally, the arts of cultivating one's character and harmonizing yin and yang fell within it!"
Luo Qingge remained doubtful, but relaxed a little. She had thought he had learned it from someone else... Then she gave his arm a vicious pinch. "If I catch you learning any more dubious nonsense elsewhere, just see how I deal with you!"
She then began enthusiastically recounting her journey to Mount Yangluo. "The Heavenly Fowl Sect's old grounds were truly well hidden, with mechanisms everywhere. Thank goodness for Mingxiao. She was bold and nimble, and several times, just as we were about to trigger a trap, she spotted the warning signs. Everyone has their own specialty; Martial Uncle and I knew nothing about that sort of thing... In the end, we found the remains in a secret chamber made of cold jade. They were lustrous white as jade and warm to the touch. This ring lay beside them."
She raised her left hand. An antique dark-silver ring encircled her ring finger, its mellow sheen carrying a faint glimmer. Extremely fine bird patterns were engraved on its surface. "This is the token of the Heavenly Fowl Sect's sect master, forged chiefly from mystic bone, with other spiritual treasures added. You must bind it with your heart's blood. Once you put it on, you gradually come to understand bird speech and sense their thoughts. Unfortunately..."