Xiao Hua then told them of his suspicion that the Confucian cultivators had tampered with Daoist cultivation techniques.
Zhang Daoran and Xunkong Shangren had cultivated for over a thousand years and experienced far more than Xiao Hua. How could they not have sensed it? Yet they had always swept the snow from before their own doors. They were already grateful enough to have obtained correct cultivation techniques themselves; why would they concern themselves with others? Now that Xiao Hua had raised the matter and even brought out quite a few techniques for them to pass on to their disciples, they naturally agreed without hesitation.
Before the two departed, Xiao Hua specifically asked them to help search for gifted children. There was no limit to the number—the more, the better.
Xunkong Shangren and Zhang Daoran knew that Xiao Hua intended to take disciples. They had initially meant to offer him a reminder, but then thought that with Xiao Hua's cultivation being so high, how could he possibly be unaware of the advantages and risks? Thus, they held their tongues and cupped their hands in farewell.
Fairy Jing had naturally remained at Xiao Hua's side the entire time. She stared, somewhat dumbfounded, at everything Xiao Hua had done. These were matters she had never once considered. In her heart, reaching the Nascent Soul stage—and then the late Nascent Soul stage—had been the greatest pursuit of her life. She truly did not dare hope to become an Out-of-Body cultivator. Her agreement with Xiao Hua had merely been a joke.
Once everyone had left, Fairy Jing asked softly, "Xiao Hua, you... what are you doing all this for? Are you trying to revive the Daoist sects? Or develop your own power? Is it because your own power... is not enough that you refused to