Guo Ziyan truly had not expected Great Qian to be such a land of outstanding people and blessed earth that it could conjure an immortal out of thin air and slap him right back.
Before he could decide how to answer Xie Jinhuan's question, the Northern Zhou priest beside him spoke first:
"How do you know our Northern Darkness Sect's Divine Ability?"
Xie Jinhuan raised his right hand. Several arcs of lightning crackled from his palm.
"My ambition is to master all hundred schools. I've studied widely since childhood and know a little of everything. Besides, this is an art of blessing and sacrifice passed down by our ancestors. Has it somehow become your sect's exclusive property, forbidden to the people of Great Qian?"
If he merely knew the arts of blessing and sacrifice, that would have been no different from knowing Daoist arts. No one would have said anything.
But the Spirit-Calming Spell Xie Jinhuan had just used was the Northern Darkness Sect's exclusive Divine Ability. It was like making a few small changes to Purple Emblem Mountain's Five-Thunder Demon-Slaying Incantation and using it. This was outright stealing a master's teachings.
The Northern Zhou priest wanted to argue that this was his sect's exclusive art. But even if Xie Jinhuan really had stolen their teachings, stealing a core method from an enemy nation was an accomplishment. If they failed to guard it and then jumped out to complain, wouldn't they become a laughingstock among the nations?
Guo Ziyan raised a hand to stop the Northern Zhou priest from speaking out of turn and smiled.
"I never expected Young Master Xie to possess not only exceptional martial skills but also such commendable musical accomplishments. You have truly opened my eyes."
"You flatter me, Vice Minister Guo."
Guo Ziyan had nothing