The three old Daoists watched, dazzled and entranced. After a long while, Silverbeard sighed. "Master Hou, you made the two wheels turn against each other to break through the barrier of the Five Elements?"
Hou Niao nodded. "You have a keen eye, senior. Precisely. When I manifested this wheel within my Purple Mansion, I was often troubled by dizziness of the spirit, so I added another wheel turning in the opposite direction. Sure enough, it dispelled the bewildering barrier and even strengthened the power of the Profound Light."
The three old Daoists nodded emphatically, gratified at heart. Hou Niao could easily have kept this ability to himself and demonstrated only a single wheel. Keeping a trump card hidden was the most common practice among cultivators. By displaying it without reservation this time, he was plainly showing his desire to repay them, which pleased all three immensely.
The Ancient Langzhong Sect would have another method at its disposal in the future. More importantly, he was utterly sincere, scarcely different from how he had been a hundred years ago.
The three old Daoists exchanged glances and burst into laughter. To them, nothing was more unacceptable than passing their teachings to the wrong person-it would desecrate their ancestors. But now it seemed this nominal disciple of Ancient Langzhong was a good one after all, someone who knew to give back to his own sect.
Since Hou Niao was generous, they held nothing back either, each demonstrating his own skills. It was as though four humanoid peacocks had appeared in the courtyard, spreading their tails with boundless enthusiasm.
Over the past century, each had made progress. Though taking that final step in cultivation remained a distant prospect, they frequently showed unexpected imagination in their Display Technique.
The best cultivation came from pooling ideas and