"Fifty-fifty."
Ghost Hu’s icy response sent Xin Lin’s heart plumting into the abyss.
"Such a foolish view, thinking that without True Qi one cannot condense a Xuan Root."
Ghost Hu’s next words reignited hope in Xin Lin.
"Can’t you just say everything at once?"
Xin Lin pouted, dissatisfied with Rascal Corpse’s deliberately enigmatic manner.
"Tell Ma Jingtian, in the Zixiao Palace Exam, you will place in the top three and enter Qingtian Academy, and avenge his past humiliation for him. Then, he will obey your orders."
Ghost Hu, however, left things hanging.
Without sufficient True Qi, one could condense a Xuan Root and shine during the Zixiao Palace Exam; how could she participate under these circumstances?
But considering she still needed to rely on Rascal Corpse, Xin Lin didn’t dare talk back.
"Ma Jingtian, I know you don’t accept . In a few days, during the Zixiao Palace Exam, if I place in the top three, join Qingtian Academy, and avenge your past humiliation, would you be willing to obey ?"
Xin Lin’s little face was solemn as she spoke with conviction.
Ma Jingtian gave Xin Lin a few glances upon hearing this.
This little girl, could she really have such ability?
"For the sake of this master, I’ll believe you this once. But don’t bla for not warning you, the Zixiao Palace Exam will be teeming with elite competitors. Those who enter the top three will certainly be ones who can rise on the Longteng Hidden Dragon List, just don’t end up crying."
Ma Jingtian half-warned and half-mocked her.
"The outco will be clear in three days."
Xin Lin was full of confidence; since Rascal Corpse had a thod, even if it ant climbing a mountain of knives or plunging into a vat of oil, she would surely succeed.
With Ma Jingtian’s help, Xin Lin and Little Xinzhuo settled down in one of the Water Wraith Gang’s branches.
Only after finding a place to stay did Xin Lin finally breathe a sigh of relief, and she took the opportunity to ask Ma Jingtian about Xuan Root.
From Ma Jingtian, she learned the fundantals of a martial artist’s Xuan Root, which are the Five ridians of the human body. When the Five ridians are clear, the True Qi flows unimpeded, and only then can a Xuan Root be ford.
Xin Lin’s innate Five ridians were all ruined, and although later she acquired a "bean sprout," she still did not possess the Five ridians, and naturally could not form a Xuan Root like a normal martial artist.
As for other cultivation thods, Ma Jingtian said he had never heard of them.
It seed she could only follow Rascal Corpse’s words and cultivate the Xuan Root using a unique thod.
But the more anxious Xin Lin was, the more leisurely Rascal Corpse beca.
He simply told Xin Lin they would depart the next day to find the thods to cultivate the Xuan Root.
Left with no other choice, Xin Lin returned to transcribing the yet-unfinished "Mystical dicine Book."
Chu Beiqing had composed the "Mystical dicine Book" using all of his dical skill. Half of it was not yet finished, and Xin Lin focused intently, planning to copy the remaining half as well, thereby inheriting Chu Beiqing’s dical skill.
However, when Xin Lin once again concentrated Fu Xi’s Energy in her eyes, preparing to copy, she discovered a major problem.
"What is this?"
Xin Lin examined the remaining part of the pillow’s grass core, only to find that the grass core had beco brittle and much of it was already rotten.
Chu Beiqing had made the "Mystical dicine Book" into a pillow, having the Pharmacopoeia written on the grass core and kept it near him.
His approach was undeniably clever but was followed by a problem – grass cores are ultimately just that, and over ti they would mold and be eaten by insects.
"The rest of the Pharmacopoeia is completely ruined."
Xin Lin felt heartbroken.
It seed that in this world, the only person who knew the complete "Mystical dicine Book" was Silly Chu, but in his current state, he probably couldn’t rember a single word.
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