"Huh? Me? I can do it too?"
Fang Tong pointed at himself. "Wouldn't I be too old? Would the sect refuse to take me?"
"You are indeed old, and your aptitude isn't good either..." Lin Ke smiled.
Fang Tong looked regretful. "If only you had come to Green Mulberry Garden sooner, Immortal."
"But..." Lin Ke changed tack. "As it happens, I have a cultivation method that I obtained from an enemy..."
The Dianchi Fishing Records!
Originally, Lin Ke had intended not to use this cultivation method until he had uncovered its background.
But now that he thought about it, what if he let people like Fang Tong cultivate it?
All they needed to do in their daily lives was work. They had no need to use spirit power, and they could remain hidden underground.
As long as they never took action, no one would know they had practiced the cultivation method.
Besides, the Dianchi Fishing Records ought to belong to a sect near the Ailao Great Forest, far away from them.
As long as they encountered no one, they naturally would not be discovered.
Even if they did encounter someone, it would not really matter. There were spells, spirit artifacts, and spirit insects that could conceal their auras.
Most importantly, if Fang Tong and the others achieved success in cultivation, they could serve as Lin Ke's hidden trump cards.
Even if they achieved nothing, it would not matter. At the very least, they could prolong their lives.
Fang Tong was a decent man, and Lin Ke did not want to watch him grow old and die like this.
So Lin Ke explained a few things, particularly the cultivation world's taboos concerning inherited teachings.
Essentially, when a sect discovered its cultivation methods circulating outside its ranks, it had only one way