"I told you it can't be changed. I have no choice either." Xiaoyao helplessly waved his hand, then continued eating.
"There's nothing that can't be changed. The Moyun Technique can fuse with all cultivation thods—this is the characteristic of the Moyun Technique. No matter what type of cultivation thod you practiced before, you can cultivate the Moyun Technique." Lingling said coldly.
The magical aspect of the Moyun Technique was devouring. The technique itself would devour other techniques, and in battle, it would also devour the opponent's internal power. This was the characteristic of the Luo family's bloodline technique, the Moyun Technique—just like how the Xuanwu family's bloodline technique focused on defense.
Because of this devouring ability, the Moyun Technique's power greatly increased, and it was also the reason it was called a demonic technique. People would always fear such things that devoured others' abilities and would call it demonic.
At the sa ti, because of the Moyun Technique's devouring ability, it could completely convert all previously cultivated techniques into the Moyun Technique without any conflicts in internal power. This was a great advantage of the Moyun Technique. However, to cultivate the Moyun Technique, one must have Luo family bloodline—this point made many people angry and envious of the Luo family.
But even so, Xiaoyao had no way to cultivate it. Clearly having Luo family bloodline but not cultivating the Moyun Technique—for many people, this was sothing to be despised.
"My cultivation thod cannot be changed!" Xiaoyao smiled and answered without much concern.
"That's impossible, unless... don't tell you're cultivating..." Third Master looked at Xiaoyao. He thought of a possibility, but felt this possibility was too small. Under normal circumstances, very few people would cultivate this.
"The Divine Farr's Art?" Third Master asked tentatively.
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"Mm!" Xiaoyao nodded.
"Why would you cultivate the Divine Farr's Art? This technique has no offensive power except for helping people." Third Master said quite helplessly. If it was the Divine Farr's Art, then no matter how much Xiaoyao cultivated, he would only be support. Fortunately, this kind of support was very powerful.
"I had qi deviation before. If I hadn't cultivated the Divine Farr's Art, I would have died long ago." Xiaoyao replied casually. He had long looked at this matter lightly and felt it didn't matter anyway.
"I see. Of course life is more important. Although the Divine Farr's Art can't make one a strong fighter, one can still beco an important figure." Third Master said. If there was no life, then being able to cultivate the Moyun Technique wouldn't matter. At the sa ti, Divine Farr's Art practitioners were also very popular—the Luo family also had quite a few Divine Farr's Art practitioners, generally physicians.
"Really boring..." Lingling suddenly said, though it wasn't clear what she ant by boring. Was she saying Xiaoyao's boring cultivation of the Divine Farr's Art ant she wouldn't have chances to abuse him in the future?
"The Divine Farr's Art is also quite good. We can look for you when we're injured in the future." Luo Lingyu said with a smile.
"No problem. As long as I'm here, no matter how seriously you're injured, as long as you're not dead, I can save you." Xiaoyao said with a smile.
However, how many people believed his words? At this mont, everyone just thought he was joking.
"Go on. Why are you saying such things early in the morning?" Third Madam said irritably.
"Hehe..." Xiaoyao smiled, finished the last bit of fried dough stick, drank so porridge, then got up to leave. He wanted to go get the jade token by himself. He had also asked for the address where jade tokens were collected.
Although Third Master wanted to go together, because of Xiaoyao's insistence, he had no choice. Anyway, all Xiaoyao could do now was collect the jade token.
Soon, Xiaoyao collected his jade token, then went to the Luo family's library to read for a while. He found that the Luo family's library collection was quite substantial, no less than the Xuanwu family's. However, Xiaoyao had basically already read most of it.
These duplicates weren't just overlaps with the Xuanwu and Zhuque families, but also overlaps with the Demon Palace collection. Originally, part of the Demon Palace's book collection belonged to the Luo family.
Although he didn't cultivate the Moyun Technique, he flipped through it and found it was basically identical to the Heavenly Demon Technique, except the Moyun Technique seed to have even higher-level content. Of course, this kind of content could only be used around God Level. For the vast majority of people, these things were rely decorations and completely useless.
A few days later, Xiaoyao seed to gradually familiarize himself with this place. He also found opportunities to go to the brewery with Lingjiu, who was quite happy about this because the family had gained another wine lover.
At the brewery, Xiaoyao began brewing a type of wine. Of course, it couldn't be ready now—the early stages still needed a certain ferntation ti. He occupied a large vat, which shouldn't be a big problem since no one would mind.
Afterward, Xiaoyao naturally didn't need to go to the brewery much—just let it fernt. This disappointed Lingjiu sowhat. So it was just a montary interest? She didn't know that Xiaoyao had already prepared a vat of materials for ferntation.
If she knew, she would definitely be surprised. How could this fourth brother also know how to brew wine? She wondered what kind of thing he would brew...
These days, Xiaoyao seed quite leisurely. The Luo family's cultivators would generally work hard in the cultivation hall, sparring in martial arts, comparing progress, exchanging insights, etc. They would generally report to the cultivation hall unless they were in secluded cultivation.
As for Xiaoyao, he cultivated the Divine Farr's Art, and basically no one could teach him. He also had no plans to cultivate together with others. His cultivation could always be carried out anyti, anywhere. Therefore, he seed relatively leisurely, wandering around everywhere, visiting all the places in the Luo family that he could go to.
He also inquired about Luo Yuntian and his wife. From the information he got, it was indeed sowhat strange. He found that the relationship between the Luo Yuntian couple really wasn't very good—they didn't seem to have the kind of loving relationship he had imagined.
This matter left Xiaoyao sowhat confused. He wanted to approach Luo Yuntian, but found that Luo Yuntian didn't seem so easy to approach. He was elusive all day, sotis not at the Luo family for days and nights, possibly on so cliff or in so high tower.
It seed like he was always in high places. When he couldn't think things through, would he jump down directly?
On this day, Xiaoyao encountered an unexpected person—not Luo Yuntian, nor Yun Qingyi, but another person who had close relationships with both of them!
When he was passing by a courtyard, he heard sounds of crying. It should be a girl. Originally, in such a great family, there were many bullied maidservants. Xiaoyao wasn't in the mood to comfort everyone. They could just cry it out—it wasn't like soone was bullying them right now. He would have normally just passed by and left.
However, for so unknown reason, after hearing this crying, there seed to be a voice in his heart telling him: go, go take a look!
Since that was the case, Xiaoyao went over to see who was crying and why he had that kind of voice in his heart.
Under the artificial mountain, by the pond, Xiaoyao saw a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl. The girl sat on a stone by the pond, wearing white practice clothes with so stains, as if she had fallen.
The little girl had twin buns, like carrying two stead buns on her head. However, she looked quite cute and very fitting for her current age—very loli-like.
The little loli was wiping tears with both hands and sobbing. The tear stains at the corners of her eyes showed she had been crying for quite so ti.
What was very strange for Xiaoyao was that when he saw this little loli, he had a very intimate feeling—a feeling he had never had before.
"Little sister, why are you crying here?" Xiaoyao asked.
"Ah, I wasn't crying, I wasn't crying. I'm a strong person!" The little loli was startled when she heard Xiaoyao's words, then wiped away her tears and put on an act of being very strong. She looked quite adorable.
"Okay, okay, you weren't crying. You're very strong. Tell big brother what's troubling you and see if big brother can help you." Xiaoyao patted the little loli's "stead buns" on her head and said with a smile.
Eh, why am I suddenly being so kind, caring about others' troubles?
"Big brother, you can't help . Everyone says I'm very stupid and can't be saved." The little loli looked at Xiaoyao with teary eyes that made one's heart ache.
The little loli normally wouldn't talk to others, but seeing Xiaoyao also gave her the sa intimate feeling, so she told Xiaoyao about her troubles.
"Stupid? What's going on?" Xiaoyao asked. There were many kinds of stupidity—he needed to understand the little loli's specific situation to make a judgnt.
"I can't practice the Moyun Technique well. I still haven't reached General Level yet. Lili has already reached King Level, and even the worst ones are much stronger than . I've worked very hard, but I just can't keep up with them. Big brother, am I really very stupid?" The little loli looked at Xiaoyao with eyes that seed to plead: don't say I'm stupid.
"If you can't practice it well, then you can't practice it well. Big brother can't even cultivate the Moyun Technique. Maybe what you're good at isn't this—perhaps it's sothing else." Xiaoyao said with a smile.
"Big brother, you're just saying I'm stupid and telling to stop practicing." The little loli pouted. Don't think you can deceive just because I'm young.
"Hehe, this kind of thing depends on talent. If your talent isn't good, don't force it. Go do what you like. You don't necessarily have to practice martial arts. If everyone in the world practiced martial arts, then we'd have nothing to eat, no clothes to wear, and no houses to live in." Xiaoyao said with a smile, trying to counsel the little girl.
At fourteen or fifteen years old and still only at Scholar Level, in such an environnt, she undoubtedly lacked sufficient talent. Although persisting might eventually reach Emperor Level, why persist through such hardship? For girls, finding a good match was enough—cultivation wasn't important.
"But I want to prove myself. I don't want people to say I'm stupid. I don't want..." The little loli looked at Xiaoyao, seeming to consider whether to voice what was in her heart. After a while, she still spoke her thoughts: "I don't want father to be laughed at because of again..."
(End of Chapter)
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