Within the tablet’s directory, there were nearly a hundred different Internal Cultivation thods, virtually encompassing those of every sect and school, which was truly astonishing.
For soone practicing martial arts, this was no less than a treasure trove. Ling Chen silently marveled; the Heavenly chanism Pavilion truly deserved its reputation as a centuries-old power with such profound heritage, no wonder it was esteed as the leader by all major sects.
"Ling Chen, have you made your choice yet?"
Hearing Zhou Qi’s question, Ling Chen put down the tablet, looked at Zhou Qi, and said, "Elder Zhou, to be frank, I’m not particularly interested in these Internal Cultivation thods."
He had already cultivated the Prajnaparamita Sutra; other Internal Cultivation thods were simply superfluous for him and of no use. Moreover, the two sets of information given to him by the Heavenly chanism Pavilion Master provided him with a deep understanding of the Prajnaparamita Sutra. Not to say that it was stronger than all other Internal Cultivation thods, but at the very least it was no weaker than any of those listed in this catalog.
"As expected!" Zhou Qi said with a smile: "The Pavilion Master once ntioned to that you might not choose an Internal Cultivation thod, and it seems he was quite accurate in his judgnt. How about this, since you’re not interested in these Internal Cultivation thods, why don’t you make a request? As long as it’s reasonable, the Heavenly chanism Pavilion won’t refuse, and we’ll consider it as compensation for your reward."
"This..." Ling Chen scratched his head, not sure what to request. After thinking for a mont, his eyes lit up, and he made up his mind.
"Elder Zhou, I know that the Heavenly chanism Pavilion has powerful intelligence capabilities. Could you help find soone?"
"That’s not a problem, but I need to ask clearly first, who are you looking for?"
"Ling Kun." With that, Ling Chen took out his wallet from his pocket, fished out an old, yellowed photo, and handed it to Zhou Qi, saying, "This person, this is his photo from his youth, he should be around fifty years old now."
Zhou Qi scrutinized the photo and asked, "May I ask, what is your relationship with this man?"
"He’s my father, and I haven’t heard from him for many years. Elder Zhou, I wonder if the Heavenly chanism Pavilion could fulfill my request?" Ling Chen’s tone carried a hint of hope.
"We can." Zhou Qi nodded, "But I can’t guarantee it one hundred percent."
"That’s fine, do the best you can."
"In addition to this, the rewards from the Heavenly chanism Pavilion also include a weapon personally forged by Master Guo Liang. When the ti cos, contact Master Guo Liang yourself, explain your requirents, and he will forge a weapon for you according to your wishes."
"Alright."
Even if Zhou Qi hadn’t ntioned it, Ling Chen would have sought out Guo Liang. The last ti at the Heavenly chanism Great Ceremony, Guo Liang ntioned to him that there was an unknown secret hidden in the Tianling Blade, and Ling Chen was keen to get a clear explanation from Guo Liang.
"Elder Zhou." At this point, Ling Chen changed the subject and asked, "What has happened to Zhu Hong since you took him last ti?"
"He’s not dead. However, he will have to pay for his actions for the rest of his life."
Hearing this, Ling Chen tactfully refrained from asking further. Zhu Hong, having fallen into the hands of the Heavenly chanism Pavilion, would likely not have an easy life ahead.
After so casual conversation, Ling Chen left the Heavenly chanism Pavilion headquarters with Zhou Jun’s company.
"Ling Chen, you’re always welco to visit when you have the chance. I spend most of my ti in Beijing."
"Sure, I’ll co to find you when I’m free."
Ling Chen waved his hand and watched as Zhou Jun drove off, then he turned and entered the hotel.
Back in his room, looking at the Heavenly chanism Pill inside the wooden box, Ling Chen’s face showed a faint smile. Of all the rewards from the Heavenly chanism Great Ceremony, the most precious was undoubtedly the Heavenly chanism Pill, especially the four top-quality ones. If he were to put them out there, who knows how many people would be green with envy.
Having stored everything properly, Ling Chen headed directly to Nanrong Wanqing’s guest room.
Upon entering, he saw Nanrong Wanqing had just finished a phone conference, sitting on the sofa resting.
"Tired?" Ling Chen walked behind Nanrong Wanqing, asking with concern, his hands on her shoulders, gently kneading, helping to ease her fatigue.
Nanrong Wanqing lifted her head, looking up at Ling Chen with the corners of her lips slightly raised, bearing a shallow smile, blissful and contented.
"There’s another eting tomorrow, if all goes well, we can go ho the day after."
Ling Chen nodded and said, "No rush, you should rest well. I will take you to et soone tonight."
Night fell.
After dinner, Ling Chen took Nanrong Wanqing out of the hotel, driving into the street.
After more than half an hour of driving, Ling Chen arrived at his destination, an ancient Siheyuan. This Siheyuan, situated deep within the alley, had a history of at least a hundred years, quiet and serene, making it a perfect place for retirent.
Ling Chen took Nanrong Wanqing by the hand to the entrance, and gently knocked on the door.
Thump, thump, thump!
Not long after, the vermilion gate opened from the inside, and a young man around twenty peeked out, scrutinizing Ling Chen and Nanrong Wanqing politely, saying, "Who do you wish to see?"
"Good day, I’m here to see Mr. Guo. Could you please let him know that Ling Chen has co to visit?"
"Ling Chen?" The young man’s eyes lit up, his face brimming with an enthusiastic smile, said, "So you are Mr. Ling, please co in!" Saying so, the young man stepped aside to let Ling Chen and Nanrong Wanqing into the Siheyuan.
"You recognize ?" Ling Chen followed the young man, asking as they walked.
"My Master ntioned Mr. Ling to , I heard that Mr. Ling is the champion of the new martial arts competition, so I rember it clearly."
As they talked, the three of them arrived at the main hall of the Siheyuan.
"Please take a seat. I will go and call my Master."
After the young man left, Nanrong Wanqing asked with curiosity, "Ling Chen, what was the competition he talked about just now?"
"Oh, nothing much, just martial artists challenging each other." Ling Chen casually replied.
Martial arts affairs were too extensive to explain in a mont. Nanrong Wanqing, unfamiliar with this circle, would not understand even if he explained.
In the middle of their chat, the silver-haired Guo Liang, supported by his disciple, ca walking in from the outside with faltering steps.
"Mr. Guo!" Ling Chen promptly stood up, greeting politely.
Guo Liang laughed heartily, "Sit down, no need to be so formal here." With that, Guo Liang turned to look at Nanrong Wanqing, smiling kindly, "Ling Chen, who is this lady?"
"She’s Nanrong Wanqing, my girlfriend."
"Very good." Guo Liang nodded, smiling, "Truly a match of talent and beauty."
Once everyone was seated, Guo Liang inquired, "Did you co to see about making a weapon?"
"That’s not urgent. My main purpose for visiting is to inquire about the secret of the Tianling Blade."
"I ntioned to you last ti that the Tianling Blade was personally forged by my ancestors of the Guo Family. My ancestor was once entrusted to hide a secret within the weapon; as for what that secret is, probably no one knows except for my ancestor and that client."
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