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Shan Ba Mei understood that this matter was incredibly difficult, but since there was a glimmer of hope, she naturally felt confident. For someone who had already died, the worst outcome would merely be the complete annihilation of her soul. However, if there truly was a chance for resurrection, Shan Ba Mei was willing to give everything, no matter how arduous the path. She longed to meet her child as a living person.
"I'll teach you the Forging Soul Technique," Jiang Chen said.
The night passed without conversation, and it wasn't until dawn that Shan Ba Mei emerged from her contemplation of the Forging Soul Technique.
As someone well-versed in the ways of cultivation, Shan Ba Mei had a deeper understanding of Jiang Chen's Forging Soul Technique. Such a profound and mysterious technique was something Jiang Chen had chosen to impart to her. In the world of cultivation, teachings were not given lightly; this technique was a treasure in any Xianmen sect.
"What's wrong? Is there something you haven't comprehended?" Jiang Chen asked.
"Uh, no, it's just that this Forging Soul Technique is too precious. I feel unworthy of receiving it from you. Since I have already been expelled from my sect, how about I become your disciple?" Shan Ba Mei suddenly suggested.
"Let's talk about that after you've become my disciple. Besides, this Forging Soul Technique I'm giving you is only average," Jiang Chen replied with a smile. Shan Ba Mei's thoughts were quite optimistic; she, a dead person, wanted to take Jiang Chen as her master. As for the Forging Soul Technique, while it was indeed considered advanced by cultivators in the Great Thousand World, to Jiang Chen—who had traversed the immortal realm for three thousand years—it was merely average. He had countless techniques in his mind and considered this to be the least effective one suitable for her.
"This is just average?" Shan Ba Mei had to reevaluate Jiang Chen.
"Indeed, it's quite ordinary. Now, the sun is up; you should head back. The Spiritual Energy restrictions here have been lifted, so you can cultivate as usual," Jiang Chen said.
"Then, when can we meet again?" Shan Ba Mei asked. She didn't press the issue of becoming his disciple further, understanding that given her current state, it was somewhat unrealistic.
"Within ten years," Jiang Chen replied after a moment of thought.
In ten years, he would definitely open the door to the Mountain and Sea Secret Realm. Of course, it might not take that long; five years could suffice. However, such matters were uncertain; setting a ten-year deadline was the safest bet.
Shan Ba Mei respectfully bowed to Jiang Chen before diving back into the mountains. She felt elated and harbored no doubts about him; the Forging Soul Technique he had given her was already invaluable.
Morning light illuminated the snow on the mountain peak as Jiang Chen gazed at the rising sun on the horizon and couldn't help but smile slightly; this trip had not been in vain.
Jiang Chen was now fully certain of the existence of the Mountain and Sea Secret Realm. Once he returned and found the remaining two artifacts needed to open its door, it would be just around the corner.
Currently, Jiang Chen's strength had reached a bottleneck on Earth; there wasn't enough Spiritual Energy or rare materials available for him to cultivate further. He needed to open the Mountain and Sea Secret Realm as soon as possible.
At the foot of the mountain, he heard the sound of a Lama chanting scriptures. With a gentle leap, he descended from the divine mountain and arrived at the entrance of Lama Temple.
This Lama Temple was quite ancient and couldn't compare to those in his homeland. Yet amidst the chanting voices of these Lamas, Jiang Chen could see faint Buddhist light flowing around them. It seemed that despite their harsh conditions, these Lamas were sincerely devoted to their faith.
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