Chang Yu was overjoyed when he heard this. He hurriedly dropped to his knees and bowed. "Master, rest assured. This disciple will certainly not disappoint your expectations."
"Mm, come with me to the quiet chamber!" Xiao Hua waved a hand and instructed, "Wu Tian, cultivate quietly here on your own."
"Yes, Master!" Chang Yu was beside himself with joy. He climbed up from the floor and followed behind Xiao Hua in wild delight. Wu Tian likewise bowed and said, "This disciple understands. This disciple will stand guard for Master and Senior Brother."
After entering the quiet chamber, Xiao Hua had Chang Yu sit cross-legged. He then closed his eyes and extended a hand. An exceedingly faint crystalline thread emerged from his index finger and landed on Chang Yu's dantian. For the time it took to finish a meal, Xiao Hua's expression did not change in the slightest; he did not even furrow his brow.
Chang Yu's heart tightened slightly.
"Circulate your cultivation technique. Let this old man have a look!" Xiao Hua suddenly said. Chang Yu naturally answered, "All right!"
Yet before he began circulating his cultivation technique, a flicker of hesitation passed through Chang Yu's heart. After all, cultivating before Xiao Hua would leave his technique with not the slightest secret from Xiao Hua. Of course, Chang Yu quickly disregarded that hesitation. It was merely the wariness of a late Golden Core cultivator, as well as the result of having gone centuries without a master's guidance. Once his cultivation technique began to circulate, Chang Yu swiftly entered a tranquil state, and the Primordial Qi within the quiet chamber flowed into his body in an orderly fashion.
"Mm, stop now!" Chang Yu had only circulated his technique through several cycles when Xiao Hua spoke. He withdrew his finger from Chang