Despite Old Dwarf Zhu Mei's eloquent words and persuasive arguments, Ye Rong remained unmoved.
Even if it were comparable to Changmei, if it were really that powerful and had no side effects, why hadn't anyone in Qingcheng studied it during all these years?
"Are you willing to shoulder the responsibility of leading Qingcheng forward, One-Sword Junior?"
"I'm not sure if there are any requirements to study this Daoist Book, I'm afraid my abilities might be too shallow to live up to Master's Brother's trust."
"No need to worry, as long as your root bone has passed forty points, you can. There is also a small test, which I believe will be a breeze for you. If even you can't pass it, I don't think anyone else in Qingcheng disciples can."
This old man really paid attention to himself, even knowing how many points his root bone had passed!
Chief Master felt a sudden shock, a feeling of being spied on, Old Dwarf Zhu Mei's knowledge was truly vast.
