Chapter 110
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Chapter 110: Modification of Cultivation Techniques
“Sect master, you had to give me an explanation! You had to punish that disciple, or I couldn’t teach anyone in the sect!” Qiu Zhang’s anger had grown as his soul floated restlessly around the classroom, until he realized no feedback came from behind.
He turned to see You You silently watching his agitated movements, her gaze steady. His fiery rage inexplicably cooled, perhaps because he’d vented earlier. Guilt crept in as he remembered she wasn’t just the companion from the ruins, but their sect master deserving respect.
“Sect… master…” He scratched his head sheepishly. “This was for the disciples’ sake. If everyone alters cultivation techniques recklessly, disasters could follow! And… you’d promised my legacy would endure through ages…” His voice dwindled, carrying undertones of grievance.
“I understand. Let’s sit.” You You sighed, guiding him to a chair, feeling like she was managing an ancient baby. Sect leadership truly tested her patience.
She reviewed the parchment in her hand. “Qiu Zhang, forget right or wrong for now. What’s your opinion on these modifications?”
“Disastrous!” He averted his eyes as if the paper offended him.
“No bias. Pretend I wrote this.” She pushed. “Just evaluate the content.”
“Well…” He reluctantly took the assignment. “This sword move requires fire spiritual energy for full power. Using other energies as proposed would weaken it and render later moves unusable.”
“So it’s entirely flawed?”
“Not entirely.” His brow furrowed. “Not all have fire spiritual roots. Using talismans or converting energy takes time. But sword moves prioritize speed – their own energy, while weaker, executes faster.”
“Meaning there’s merit here?”
He grimaced but nodded. “A sliver.”
“If you lacked fire roots,” she pressed, “how’d you solve the speed issue?”
He froze, then bent his head in thought. “Perhaps… adjust the technique…” His soul brightened. “Sect master! Give me five days. I’ll find a solution!”
“I trust you.” She smiled.
He jolted, backpedaling. “N-not that Qiu Zhang Technique needs changes! I merely theorized! Unlike these reckless edits! I created this technique…” His voice shrank despite speaking truth.
You You sighed. “Why did you leave the ruins?”
“For my legacy! To spread Qiu Zhang Technique through generations!”
“And then?”
“Then…?” He blanked.
“To ensure it evolves through successors’ improvements, becoming the ultimate technique!”
“Yes! Exactly!” His nods faltered as he stared at the modified parchment. “But… shouldn’t changes come later? I’m still here…”
“Why wait?” She countered. “You’re present now to guide enhancements. What if future generations ruin it? You can’t haunt them afterward. Lead its Direction to grow stronger, not weaker!”
“Is… that possible?”
“Qiu Zhang.” She patted his translucent shoulder. “Many hands build ships. Collective wisdom surpasses any individual. Encourage modifications to perfect your technique. All Cultivation Techniques must evolve or face obsolescence.”
Textbooks required updates, after all. Stagnation meant irrelevance.
Gongs chimed in his consciousness. Hadn’t he emerged to prevent his technique’s disappearance?
“Don’t hinder changes – champion them! Refine every suggestion. Only thus can Qiu Zhang Technique become peerless!”
His soul shimmered, envisioning his legacy eclipsing all rivals.
“This disciple identified your technique’s spiritual root flaw before you did.” You You gestured at the parchment. “His solution’s crude, but with your oversight… Why demand perfection when initiative matters most?”
“Right! You’re right!” His soul undulated excitedly, though ‘perfection’ puzzled him. The sect master’s wisdom prevailed!
“I was shortsighted! This… this is wondrous!” He cradereded the once-despised assignment. “This disciple… deserves praise! I’ll apologize at once!”
He surged toward the door, ready to overhaul his technique three hundred times.
You You sighed. Sect masters truly earned their hardships.
