Speaking of which, it seems that Boss Gao has been missing for a long time.
Shen Qian had asked Shi Dingyan before, but his third senior brother refused to reveal the teacher's whereabouts, seemingly because it involved some secrets, so Shen Qian didn't press him further.
He only vaguely knew that the big boss Gao's departure would likely last for quite some time.
It's been two months since I left Jingcheng, and I'm really starting to miss home. Unfortunately, I don't think I'll have much time to go back for the time being.
The package had no sender's address, and we don't know who sent it. We'll have to ask Aunt Hua again later.
Upon opening the package, one finds a thread-bound book inside.
Shen Qian flipped through the pages of the book and glanced at them, then paused in surprise.
"A wordless book?"
Chen Qian flipped through the entire book in bewilderment, then looked at it under the light from left to right, but couldn't find a single word.
He then tried to do it according to a scene he had seen in a movie, until he almost burned the book. Finally, he dared not do anything reckless again.
"Strange, teachers can't be that bored. So what's the right way to do it?"
After pondering for a moment, considering his own situation, a sudden inspiration struck him.
Could it be...?
As the core surged, a faint golden light instantly enveloped Chen Qian's eyes.
And sure enough, lines of text appeared on the pages.
"The complete methods of 'Primordial Body Refining Chapter' and 'Primordial Spirit Refining Chapter'?"
After a moment of stunned silence, he was overjoyed.
This joy is no less than when I was transforming my primordial energy into power.
His biggest pain point right now is the constraint on his cultivation speed. Having gotten used to high-speed rail, suddenly switching back to a slow, green train would be unbearable for anyone.
Not to mention that because of the opening of ten apertures, the amount of vital energy that needs to be condensed before descending to the same realm is far greater than that of ordinary people.
Jiangzhong Military Academy's vast library contains countless cultivation methods, ranging from conventional ones like the classic "Nine Chapters of Gathering Yuan" created by King Jiangling, to less common and niche ones, such as some ancient methods, and even precious secret techniques that Chen Qian had exchanged for from the Hall of Hundred Kings at great expense...
All of them were useless before the sinking.
Opening the ten orifices was the greatest gift from the system, but it also made Shen Qian's physique extremely special, and ordinary methods were simply not suitable for him.
The complete cultivation technique sent by the powerful figure was undoubtedly a timely help.
After a moment of excitement, just as he calmed down and was about to walk back to the villa, he suddenly frowned and thought of another detail.
"The teacher certainly wouldn't give me a cultivation technique that I can't understand, and this technique was delivered directly to me, which means that from his perspective, I should be able to discover the secret of the wordless book. But then another problem arises..."
"Teacher, how did you know I had already condensed my spiritual core?"
The thought of sinking into the depths is terrifying.
Although his mental strength was quite strong when he left Jingcheng, he was still quite far from condensing his core.
The teacher must have gone to some extremely far place during this time. Could it be that the other party could calculate and know that my mental strength has made a major breakthrough?
Furthermore, if it weren't for Jiang Zhongjun's encounter with Cheng Qingqing, Shen Qian probably wouldn't have been able to successfully condense the core.
Surely the teacher didn't even factor in this kind of accident?
Thinking about it this way, Shen Qian suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
Before he could figure it out, a faint laugh suddenly sounded behind him.
"Shenqian, are you seeing a ghost? Why are you sweating so much in the middle of the night?"
Startled, Shen Qian turned around and, recognizing the person, quickly bowed and said, "Principal!"
The person who appeared silently behind Shen Qian was none other than Pingyang Bo, the honorary principal of Jiangzhong Military Academy.
In fact, the other party is Shen Qian's nominal main mentor, but so far, Shen Qian has only attended one of the other party's classes.
Because he was unsure whether the Earl of Pingyang had discovered him on the day he entered the "door," he hadn't thought about taking the initiative to visit him during the time before he was about to sink.
"Are you alright?" The Earl of Pingyang looked Shen Qian up and down, his gaze lingering briefly on the dictionary in Shen Qian's hand before quickly looking away.
"Principal, I'm fine... I've just been watching too many horror movies lately, and I was a little paranoid just now."
Shen Qian chuckled, making no attempt to conceal the book in his hand.
Such actions meant nothing to kings and nobles.
However, after saying that, Shen Qian paused.
He suddenly remembered a saying he had heard before: no one can lie in front of a king or nobleman.
But I was clearly lying just now.
Just as Shen Qian was feeling uneasy, the Earl of Pingyang laughed and said, "You've already stepped into the mountains and seas, why are you afraid of so-called ghosts and monsters?"
Huh?
Shen Qian's mind became active.
It seems... it's not like you can't lie after all.
Before sinking, he wasn't sure if the rule only applied to those below the Mountain and Sea level, but since the rumors were untrue for him, it was undoubtedly good news.
"Hehe, everyone has their own childhood traumas. If a ghost really appeared in front of me, I wouldn't be afraid at all," Shen Qian said, scratching his head.
“You little rascal…” the Earl of Pingyang chuckled.
"Principal, did you come here specifically to see me?" Shen Qian invited, "Would you like to come in and have a seat?"
"There's no need for you to sit down. I just have a question."
The Earl of Pingyang shook his head, his smile fading, and stared at Shen Qian, asking, "Were you the one who entered the 'door' that night?"
Shen Qian's heart skipped a beat.
In fact, the moment Shen Qian saw the Earl of Pingyang, he had already guessed what was going on.
That's probably the only reason they came.
But to be honest, I was very conflicted before going down.
Shen Qian has remembered every word of his conversation with Marquis Xuanming that day.
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