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Wei Chen thought about it; that divine stone was too dangerous. Once someone with an immature mind became immersed in it, they would be at risk. Even he had come close to disaster. After acquiring the powerful Mental Attack Technique, most people who considered their Mental Strength to be decent would unconsciously desire to obtain something better.
If any disciple of Mental Strength could access the Mental Attack Technique from that divine stone, many would die. The Temple of Martial Arts would definitely not allow such a situation to occur.
Establishing such rules was very beneficial for the development of the entire Temple of Martial Arts.
Wei Chen nodded and smiled, "This rule you have is quite necessary. Let's give a thumbs up to the predecessors who established it back in the day."
With that, Wei Chen chose a Mental Attack Technique obtained from the divine stone, one that was neither particularly good nor bad, and infused it into the Memory Stone within minutes.
"Alright."
Wei Chen handed the Memory Stone to the Old Master, who took it without even looking at it.
"Aren't you going to see what's inside? Aren't you curious about its contribution to your Temple of Martial Arts?" Wei Chen asked in astonishment.
The Old Master chuckled helplessly, "You boy, what good stuff could you possibly provide? You must have chosen the lowest-level technique to carve into it, right? I know what the first level of Mental Attack Technique is like; it's not strong at all. It doesn't matter whether I look or not."
"What? Is that how you see me?" Wei Chen was speechless. His good intentions were being treated like dirt.
Wei Chen glared at the Old Master and said, "What I carved into it comes from the sixth level. Whether you look or not is up to you. As for its contribution to the Temple of Martial Arts, you can judge for yourself. You better reward me appropriately; the sixth level is no joke."
"What?" The Old Master was overjoyed. "The sixth level? You're not joking, are you?"
"I'm not joking; it's indeed from the sixth level," Wei Chen replied.
Old Master immediately infused his Mental Strength into the Memory Stone, and the high-grade Mental Attack Technique within left him utterly astonished.
His face lit up with joy as he exclaimed, "Goodness, such a precious item, and you actually dared to bring it out. That's truly remarkable!"
"Hehe, having gained benefits from that divine stone, if I don't share some of it, I wouldn't feel right myself," Wei Chen replied.
Old Master fell silent for a moment, suddenly realizing that his previous judgments about Wei Chen had been somewhat misguided.
A person who could emerge from the lowest level of the Spatial Plane to nearly mastering the Ancient World—such an individual could not possibly lack a great character.
From this seemingly trivial matter, Old Master saw the greatness of Wei Chen's character. The Sixth Level Mental Attack Technique; in other words, even if Old Master himself had obtained it, he might not have been willing to share it. Throughout the history of the Temple of Martial Arts, no one had ever brought forth a Sixth Level Mental Attack Technique.
Wei Chen's willingness to present the Sixth Level Mental Attack Technique left Old Master at a loss for words.
It was excitement, it was gratitude, and it was admiration for Wei Chen's noble character.
In their interactions thus far, Old Master had always thought of Wei Chen as someone who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.
However, through Wei Chen's act of inscribing the Sixth Level Mental Attack Technique onto the Memory Stone, Old Master understood that Wei Chen was not that kind of person. Perhaps he wasn't yet a truly great individual, but Wei Chen's actions had already deeply satisfied and moved Old Master.
He knew well that Wei Chen's actions were certainly not motivated by any consideration for the Temple of Martial Arts; as an outsider from the Ancient World, how could he possibly wish to see the forces of the Endless Divine Realm grow stronger? Wei Chen's actions were entirely an expression of gratitude and a desire to Repay Gratitude.
A person who understands how to Repay Gratitude is precisely who Wei Chen is.
The Old Master nodded vigorously at Wei Chen and said earnestly, "Wei Chen, honestly, your ability to present a Sixth Level Mental Attack Technique has completely exceeded my expectations. I initially thought you would only offer a basic, first-level Mental Attack Technique. Perhaps you might generously provide a second-level one, and we would be grateful for that. But your actions have far surpassed what I anticipated."
"To be frank, in the history of our Temple of Martial Arts, no one has ever contributed a Sixth Level Mental Attack Technique. You are the first and likely the only one. The utilization rate of that divine stone is very low; it takes nearly a thousand years for someone to get the chance to read a Mental Attack Technique. Therefore, our Temple of Martial Arts has very few techniques, and they are mostly of low quality. What you have provided can be considered a top-tier treasure."
The Old Master's emotions were evident, leaving Wei Chen feeling somewhat awkward. Was it really such a big deal just because it was a Sixth Level technique?
Before the Old Master understood the situation, Wei Chen was unaware that previous seniors had been selfish and had taken decent Mental Attack Techniques from that divine stone but only contributed the lowest levels in return. Were such people even worthy of being called disciples of the Temple of Martial Arts?
Wei Chen suddenly realized that the cohesion within this Temple of Martial Arts was not as strong as he had thought!
He thought about those people in the Demon Realm—his friends and subordinates. If they had obtained powerful Mental Attack Techniques from that divine stone, would they have contributed them back?
Perhaps they would? Wei Chen pondered silently.
But in just a moment's breath, he dismissed his thoughts. Maybe they wouldn't? Everyone has their selfish side deep down. No matter how respectful they seem on ordinary days, how many could resist temptation when faced with choices?
Wei Chen fell silent.
The Old Master observed Wei Chen's contemplative expression and sighed, "Wei Chen, you must be wondering how those people from the Ancient World would choose, right? As someone who has been through it all, I can tell you that the vast majority would choose to hide their knowledge. It is extremely rare to find someone who can truly act selflessly. And you are such a selfless person; although you have become our Temple of Martial Arts' Core Disciple, you do not truly belong to us yet you are able to provide a Sixth Level Mental Attack Technique. No one else could achieve that."
Wei Chen shook his head slightly and replied, "You overestimate me too much. Selfless? Ha! I'm not there yet. I simply received many benefits and chose to return a standard Mental Attack Technique to you."
"Your standard is already unprecedented in our Temple of Martial Arts' history. The term 'selfless' is comparative; compared to our previous disciples, your actions are indeed remarkable." The Old Master did not hide his admiration for Wei Chen at that moment, leaving Wei Chen genuinely unsure how to respond.
"Old Fellow, aren't you going to ask me what level of Mental Attack Technique I've obtained?" Wei Chen looked at Old Master, a strange smile in his eyes.
The Destruction of the World Thirteen Swords, the highest level, Wei Chen would not reveal.
However, his Mental Strength was so strong that he had already reached the Ninth Level on his own merit. Old Master might guess this, and to give the Temple of Martial Arts a transparent image, Wei Chen did not want to hide it.
Old Master said, "This kind of thing is your own business. If you want to tell me, I can assure you that I won't share it with anyone. If you don't want to, I won't ask. Since that stone revealed the Mental Attack Technique, this has been the rule of the Temple of Martial Arts."
"While ensuring the development of the Temple of Martial Arts, we will also give our disciples the freedom to choose whether or not to share. It is entirely up to them. The Temple of Martial Arts seeks strength, not uniformity. Only by developing in different directions can the Temple truly grow stronger. Wei Chen, your mastery of formations is impressive. You are now officially our Core Disciple; if those disciples who wish to learn formations come to you, don't refuse," Old Master urged earnestly.
Wei Chen smiled slightly, "No problem; that's my responsibility. But I can tell you now that my Mental Strength is comparable to a Sixth-Level Deity. The highest level of Mental Attack Technique I've obtained is the Ninth Level. So offering you a Sixth Level Mental Attack Technique seems quite selfish to me. I didn't expect that instead of mocking me, you'd think I'm great. When I think about it, it's really quite amusing!"
Upon hearing this, Old Master was not surprised. Given Wei Chen's strong Mental Strength and his acquisition of the Ninth Level Mental Attack Technique, it was within his expectations. Old Master had guessed it would be at least the Eighth or Ninth Level.
"Wei Chen, stop being modest. The fact that you can present a Sixth Level Mental Attack Technique is unprecedented in the history of the Temple of Martial Arts. This alone is worth making known so that those disciples can learn from your greatness."
The phrase "greatness" made Wei Chen feel unworthy.
"Isn't it a bit too much?" Wei Chen said with a wry smile.
Old Master replied, "You were brought into the Temple of Martial Arts by me, and you took Zuo Leng's position as Core Disciple. Many people are dissatisfied with you and believe you haven't contributed anything to the Temple. Your contribution this time is significant; promoting it also helps me."
Wei Chen tilted his head and thought for a moment before helplessly saying, "Old Fellow, you're really pushing me here!"
"What do you mean?" the Old Master couldn't understand Wei Chen's words.
"What I mean is, since you want to make a big deal out of promoting the Sixth Level Mental Attack Technique, it might not be enough," Wei Chen replied.
The Old Master was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly stepped closer to Wei Chen, excitedly asking, "Are you saying that you still want to present some Mental Attack Techniques?"
"Something like that. Just give me a few Memory Stones," Wei Chen shrugged, expressing his helplessness. However, since the Old Master wanted to promote it, he decided to go all out this time. It would save trouble later at the Temple of Martial Arts. Establishing authority early on would make things much easier in the future.
"Alright, alright! Good! I'll go get them right now! How many Memory Stones do you need?" the Old Master eagerly inquired.
Wei Chen held up eight fingers and said, "Give me eight more. I will carve out all the Mental Attack Techniques I obtained from that divine stone!"
Upon hearing Wei Chen's words, the Old Master gulped hard and gave him a thumbs up.
Soon, seven Memory Stones were placed in front of Wei Chen.
"Why are there only seven?" Wei Chen asked in confusion.
The Old Master replied, "The Ninth Level Mental Attack Technique is extremely precious. If you were to present it, it would be very unfair to you. I can tell that there was a time when you were almost dead; what you brought back from that near-death experience is something the Temple of Martial Arts doesn't deserve to have. The Ninth Level Mental Attack Technique should be cultivated by yourself; we don't need it."
Hearing this, Wei Chen suddenly felt that this old fellow wasn't so bad after all.
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