In the silence, Jiang Yixing composed himself and smiled. "What I said earlier was a bit vague, but I think you can understand what I mean. Now, here's my main point: I'll share a cultivation method that's very helpful for absorbing spiritual energy."
The people present looked at each other, instantly snapping out of their shock and falling into a state of joy and confusion.
"Someone is sharing their cultivation techniques in such a public setting??"
"Did I hear that right? She said it can help absorb spiritual energy!"
"But how could they possibly share such a technique with us? Wouldn't they just keep it to themselves?"
"Does such a technique really exist??"
"Maybe! Look at her and Rong Hang, if it weren't for this kind of magic, how could they have reached the Foundation Establishment stage in their twenties?"
"Stop arguing, stop arguing! Jiang Yixing is going to say it. Whether it's true or not, let's listen to it first!"
Xie Shun also looked at Jiang Yixing with surprise and doubt. Share cultivation techniques? Would a cultivator really go to such lengths?
Rong Hang smiled helplessly. They were truly fortunate to hear Jiang Yixing personally explain the cultivation method. As the fifth-generation closed-door disciple of the Miaofa Sect, Jiang Yixing had some knowledge of various schools of thought and unorthodox methods. In the past 50 years in the Immortal Realm, no one dared to claim the greatest understanding of Daoist techniques except for Jiang Yixing.
Of course, the people present were unaware of Jiang Yixing's strength and were still full of doubts about his martial arts techniques.
Jiang Yixing finished explaining the technique right on time, when the clock struck 10 minutes. The only sound in the silence was the frantic rustling of notes being taken.
Due to the confidentiality of the forum, everyone had to turn off their mobile phones and hand them in before entering the venue, and everyone carried a notebook with them to prevent forgetting any important information.
This really put their skills to good use; it was the first time everyone had ever felt that their notebooks were so useful.
After finishing his speech, Jiang Yixing stepped down from the stage.
A huge cheer erupted from the crowd, and the applause was deafening.
"Goddess! You'll be my goddess from now on!"
"Hey! Isn't your goddess Zhang Xueran?"
"Zhang Xue Ran is nothing! From now on, Fellow Daoist Jiang is my goddess!" — A passionate statement from an unknown new fan.
It's impossible to explain a profound martial arts technique in ten minutes. Jiang Yixing just highlighted the key points and gave a brief overview.
However, since we've shared it, there's no need to keep it a secret.
Jiang Yixing raised an eyebrow and said jokingly, "Then I'll give the whole set of techniques to this fan as a thank you for your support."
The male fan was stunned. Had such a wonderful thing just fallen into his lap?
The surrounding cultivators were stunned for a second, their eyes flashing with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
The quick-witted one had already started shouting, "Beautiful Jiang, I'm a fan of yours too!" "Me too!" "I am!"
Seeing all the cultivators shouting, Jiang Yixing smiled and said, "Just kidding, of course everyone gets a share. I'll give it to Gu Chun, and the Alliance will be responsible for sharing it with everyone."
All eyes of the cultivators turned to Gu Chun. Gu Chun stood up and nodded to everyone, "Don't worry, the alliance will not embezzle."
"Oh ho!!"
"Yes!!"
The crowd cheered again, and the atmosphere reached its climax.
Jiang Yixing immediately ignited the atmosphere, causing the applause to diminish for the subsequent cultivators who went on stage. The last four were the four major families who were making their grand entrance, and Xie Shun, who was the last one every year, was experiencing such a nonchalant atmosphere for the first time.
He sneered inwardly, thinking, "A bunch of ignorant fools, bought off with a little favor."
The more Xie Shun kept a stiff face, the less the underground cultivators listened to him.
I didn't know before that there could be Foundation Establishment cultivators who could be so approachable. Now that I know, I can't help but recall how the four major families used to treat them with disdain. The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel.
Why are others so polite and generous in sharing resources, while you keep everything to yourselves and treat low-level cultivators like dirt?
Why should we? Did we eat your rice?
After Xie Shun finished speaking, the applause in the room was scattered, and many cultivators kept their heads down indifferently, either organizing their notes or meditating.
They had only one thought in their minds: doing anything was better than giving this arrogant old man face.
Xie Shun had never suffered such humiliation before, but he knew he couldn't afford to provoke public anger any further. He managed to control his temper and didn't lose his temper; he simply left with a stern face.
Zhou Wei sat in the corner of the first row, secretly sneering. He thought, "He brought this on himself. Now he knows to hold back? If he had just tolerated his domineering behavior earlier, none of this would have happened."
After Xie Shun stepped down, the forum had completed all its procedures and was only waiting for the host's final summary speech before it ended.
Jiang Yixing secretly waved to the host from below, then slipped away with Rong Hang.
The host remained calm on stage, but inwardly screamed like a groundhog: The goddess waved to me!
After leaving the lobby, Jiang Yixing didn't forget to take the food she had packed. Then she hurriedly went to the door, hailed a taxi, and slipped back to the hotel.
After the meeting ended and everyone began to disperse, the excited crowd started looking for Jiang Yixing, but found her nowhere to be found, and Senior Rong, who had been with her the whole time, had also disappeared.
Someone mustered up the courage to ask Gu Chun a question. In the past, Gu Chun was known as one of the most feared cultivators in the cultivation world because of her unchanging icy face. But today, everyone saw that she was getting along well with Jiang Yixing and Rong Hang, and thought that perhaps she was a kind person like Fellow Daoist Jiang. So they had the courage to ask Gu Chun a question.
Gu Chun was not as cold-blooded as they imagined; he was just a simple-minded guy with an icy demeanor.
When asked, Gu Chun was carrying a bag of pre-packaged desserts that the waiter had just brought over, so she knew that Jiang Yixing and Rong Hang had already slipped away.
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