Panx Juanâer paused for a moment before continuing, "Then, she gave me a Tier Two Core Technique, the Ice Spirit Wisdom Heart Technique, and told me to use it for my Rune Core Creation.
It was only then that I understood. My extreme precociousness had made my master see that I had the potential to become a Spirit Nurturing Master.
Thatâs why she made those arrangements for me, forbidding me from coming into contact with any Spirit Nurturing Beads. She didnât want my original Spirit to be tainted, preserving my potential to become a Spirit Nurturing Master.
For the past three years, Iâve been focused on comprehending the Ice Spirit Wisdom Heart Technique.
If I create my Core Rune with this Skill, itâs highly likely my Tai Chi Stage will become a prerequisite specialization in Ice Techniques for a Spirit Nurturing Master.
When I reach the Duality Stage, the difficulty of learning the Spirit Nurturing Technique will be greatly reduced. I might be able to learn it then and switch my path to that of a Spirit Nurturing Master.
Thereâs even a minuscule chance I could start on the path of a Spirit Nurturing Master while still in the Tai Chi Stage.
Six months ago, I succeeded.
Because of this, my master used the Upper Sectâs special channels to apply for training at the Holy Land. If I perform well, I can stay there."
Zhang Deming looked at Panx Juanâer, puzzled. "Isnât that a good thing?" he asked.
At his words, Panx Juanâer gave him a resentful look.
âWhat did I say wrong this time?â
"Werenât you asking what kind of game I was playing? Why I wouldnât acknowledge you, yet kept showing up in front of you.
Before Iâd made up my mind, I didnât want to, either. But I just couldnât help myself. I wanted to see you, to see if you were doing well," Panx Juanâer said, her voice growing softer and softer.
Realization dawned on Zhang Deming. "Youâre afraid that if you go to the Holy Land..."
Panx Juanâer nodded. "Over the years, Iâve discreetly tested your Spirit Root multiple times. It really is only twenty-one points.
Although, I know you had some kind of fortuitous encounter these past two months, advancing to an Advanced Apprentice in such a short time.
If we were to stay in the Celestial Spirit Sect, we might still have a chance. But once I enter the Spirit Nurturing Holy Land, with your twenty-one-point Spirit Root, we..."
"So youâd choose me over the Holy Land? Isnât that a bit of a bad deal for you?" Zhang Deming said with a smile.
"Youâre awful! Iâm being serious with you," Panx Juanâer said shyly, looking at Zhang Demingâs teasing smirk.
"How am I not being serious? Isnât it a bad deal? Who knew I was already worth a Holy Land? Goodness, thatâs like a third of a planet!" Zhang Deming continued to joke.
Throwing caution to the wind, Panx Juanâer said shyly, "Actually, youâre worth a whole planet!"
âSheâs flirting with me, right?â
âShe has to be, right?â
âThis old man hasnât flirted in eighteen years. Iâm a little out of my depth here.â
"Letâs elope!" Panx Juanâer said again.
Zhang Deming smiled and patted her head. "Silly girl," he said, "your husband isnât as useless as you think."
As he spoke, he opened his left hand, and a ball of light slowly materialized in his palm.
"The Spirit Nurturing Technique?!!?!"
Panx Juanâer was confused at first, then spoke with astonishment.
Zhang Deming nodded. "Thatâs right, itâs the Spirit Nurturing Technique. So, your husband isnât as much of a failure as you thought."
Zhang Deming hadnât said anything before because he didnât know what game Panx Juanâer was playing. He was waiting for her to make her decision.
Now that things had turned out this way, it meant she was still his girl.
"Impossible. Thereâs no precedent for anyone with a Spirit Root under fifty points successfully cultivating the Spirit Nurturing Technique.
At the Apprentice Level, no one has ever succeeded in cultivating the Spirit Nurturing Techniqueânot even those with a hundred-point Full Spirit Root," Panx Juanâer said.
Zhang Deming nodded and said calmly, "Mm, itâs precisely because I know all this that Iâm still just an Outer Disciple.
And until I have enough strength, Iâll probably have to keep up this âfailureâ persona for a long time.
But that doesnât mean the Holy Land is completely out of our reach!
Itâs just that, before Iâm strong enough to protect myself, I canât be sure if Iâd be treated with favor or end up as a research subject for some old monster... or worse, a victim of Possession.
Thatâs why I havenât dared to stick my neck out.
So, girl, if you want to go to the Holy Land, and it would be good for you, then you should go.
Besides, we canât consummate our marriage before the Tai Chi Stage anyway, so itâs not like weâre wasting time."
The conversation had been going so well, but Zhang Demingâs sudden lewd joke made Panx Juanâerâs face flush crimson. She stammered:
"What are you talking about? Who said Iâd be your wife? And who said anything about consummating a marriage with you?"
"Iâm worth a whole Hongmeng Star, and youâre still turning me down? Youâll be kicking yourself for that loss!" Zhang Deming retorted.
"You... Iâm not talking to you anymore." Panx Juanâer stood up and ran toward Yuling.
"Juanâer!" Zhang Deming called out suddenly.
"Mm!" Panx Juanâer stopped in her tracks but didnât turn around.
"Itâs a promise, then. Wait for me," Zhang Deming said, watching her.
"Mm, Iâll wait for you," Panx Juanâer replied without turning back.
"Are you sure? Once you agree this time, it wonât be as easy to get rid of me as it was when we were kids.
If youâre this wishy-washy next time we meet, I might have to give you a spanking," Zhang Deming said with a smile.
"I already made up my mind when I was three," Panx Juanâer said, then ran off as if taking flight to wake Yuling.
"Three years old? Good thing I protected myself so well," Zhang Deming muttered.
With that, Zhang Deming walked over to Feng Mingyou. Just as he was about to transfer some Spiritual Power, Feng Mingyouâs eyes opened.
Zhang Deming froze for a second, his expression flickering. "When did you wake up?" he asked.
"Just now. Around the part about consummating the marriage. Mm, I didnât hear a thing," Feng Mingyou said nonchalantly.
Zhang Deming: "..."
âConsummating the marriage my ass!â
âIf you hadnât emphasized that last part, Iâd feel a lot better.â At the same time, Zhang Deming breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, Zhang Deming frowned and looked to the side.
"Donât worry, theyâre not awake. If my Rune Core wasnât already starting to condense, and if it werenât for my Tea Dao, I wouldnât have woken up so quickly either.
I already checked for you. No one heard your little chat about consummating the marriage or anything," Feng Mingyou added, his tone still bland.
"Youâre really fixated on that âconsummating the marriageâ thing, arenât you!
Youâre almost forty and still a virgin, havenât even found yourself a girlfriend. Look at you go."
Zhang Deming retorted, looking at Feng Mingyou.
As if he hadnât heard a word, Feng Mingyou suddenly asked, "So what did you do when you were three?"
Zhang Deming was stunned for a moment, then felt a headache coming on.
âI never knew you were such a gossip.â
"When you decide to gossip, you really go all out. Iâm impressed," Zhang Deming said.
Feng Mingyou nodded. "Itâs mainly the âthree years oldâ part. That took me by surprise."
Zhang Deming: "..."
âDonât tell me you suddenly learned Oratory? I didnât give you a Spirit Nurturing Bead for that!â
Zhang Deming ignored Feng Mingyou and reached out to check on Hek Tuan, who was still poisoned. His brow immediately furrowed.
Seeing this, Feng Mingyou asked, "Whatâs wrong?"
Zhang Deming said, "You try. My Growth Technique isnât working on him."
Hearing this, Feng Mingyou reached out to check. A moment later, his brows were also tightly knit. "This is trouble. He was already hit with a potent poison, which was extremely difficult for me to handle at the time.
Then his Spiritual Power was thrown into chaos, so his body couldnât fight it off automatically.
If he hadnât chosen a Bloodline path and learned several transformation Techniques that incorporate Bloodlines to strengthen his Physique, he probably would have died long ago.
The only reason heâs held on this long is entirely thanks to his Snake Bloodline Rune.
If not for that, heâd probably be cold by now."