Although Eunuch Qiu's words surprised Liu Dacheng somewhat, they hardly shocked him. He had thought it would be some treasure or secrets of the palace. After all, those possibilities seemed more likely for a eunuch, whereas a cultivation method seemed less likely. Yet the secret Eunuch Qiu now spoke of was precisely a cultivation method.
"Eunuch Qiu, however good a cultivation method is, it still depends on who practices it," Liu Dacheng said.
"Indeed. Whatever cultivation method one practices, it depends on one's comprehension. In that respect, you are fairly good. After all these years, you at least barely meet my standards. Of course, that is also because I have little time left. If I had another few decades, I might want to keep waiting until I found the most suitable candidate," Eunuch Qiu said.
"Me?" Liu Dacheng pointed at himself and thought for a moment. Before long, realization dawned, and he asked, "Those moves?"
"Exactly. Those moves were the test I gave you, a way to probe whether you were suited to practicing my cultivation method. From what I see now, your comprehension is good. You might not be able to take my cultivation method to its pinnacle, but becoming an expert should be no problem. To be honest, even I, though I created this cultivation method, never reached its highest realm. Back then, had I been given a few more years to bring it to full mastery, I would not have ended up in this state, with all my meridians severed. Ah, such is fate." Eunuch Qiu sighed.
"Me?"
"Listen to me. Do you know who I am?" Eunuch Qiu asked.
Liu Dacheng shook his head. He only knew that he was called Eunuch Qiu; naturally, he had no idea who he really was.
"I was once the