Chapter 181: Does It Taste Good?

"We shall obey Master's command!" Yang Shu led the response.

The Disciples chorused, "We shall obey Master's command!"

Qin Ming continued, "Second, you are not allowed to reveal any information about the Sect. Violators will be executed."

"Yes!" the Disciples answered in unison.

"Alright, the most important matters have been discussed. You must keep them in mind. Now, I will teach you how to Cultivate."

Qin Ming looked at the serious expressions of the Disciples and knew they had firmly committed those two rules to heart, nodding inwardly.

"The path of cultivation values the Foundation above all else. Anyone who seeks shortcuts will surely not go far on the Martial Dao Path. You must remember this."

"Now, I will first explain the basic knowledge of the Martial Dao."

"The Martial Dao is divided into Cultivation Techniques and Spirit Skills."

"Among them, Cultivation Technique cultivation is divided into eleven major Ranks: Body Tempering, Martial Warrior, Martial Master, Great Martial Master, Martial Ancestor, Martial Spirit, Martial King, Martial Emperor, Martial Venerable, Martial Saint, and Martial God."

"Body Tempering, Martial Warrior, Martial Master, and Great Martial Master are all for tempering the body. Only upon reaching the Martial Ancestor Realm can one be considered to have truly stepped through the gates of the Martial Dao."

"A Martial Ancestor can manifest Spiritual Qi into forms and attack from a distance; their lifespan can even increase by a hundred years."

"As for the Martial Spirit Realm, one can transform Spiritual Qi into spirits, which is incredibly profound, and their lifespan can reach a thousand years."

"As for the Realms beyond that, I will explain them to you once you reach the Martial Spirit Realm."

Qin Ming said this because he wanted to give the Disciples some motivation.

Sure enough, as the Disciples listened to Qin Ming's description, they were all excited, as if the Martial Spirit Realm were within reach.

Qin Ming smiled and said:

"Of course, Spirit Skills are also quite important. For those with the same level of cultivation, someone with profound Spirit Skills can crush a Martial Artist whose Spirit Skill cultivation is lacking."

"Furthermore, cultivating Spirit Skills helps you gain better control over your body, allowing for better cultivation of your Cultivation Technique. You must never underestimate Spirit Skills."

From atop the High Platform, Qin Ming spoke freely, explaining various matters concerning Martial Artists in a profound yet simple manner.

He left these little ones, who had never understood martial arts before, completely mesmerized as they frantically absorbed the knowledge.

The lecture lasted for an hour. Qin Ming's throat was dry by the time he concluded today's teaching.

The Disciples only felt that time had passed too quickly; they hadn't had enough of their Master's teachings.

Qin Ming took Yang Shu to his own Training Room.

"Master, please have some tea." Yang Shu poured a cup of tea, brought it to Qin Ming, and set it down.

Qin Ming nodded, and after taking a sip of tea, he said:

"Yang Shu, has there been any progress in the literacy of these Disciples recently?"

"Master!" Yang Shu cupped his hands and said, "The Disciples are all studying very diligently. I believe that in a month, they will be able to use what they've learned with ease."

Qin Ming smiled with satisfaction and said:

"It must be hard on you. Teaching them must be very tiring!"

"It's not tiring. This is what I should do as your Disciple," Yang Shu said.

Qin Ming put down his teacup and, with a wave of his hand, placed some Medicinal Pills on the table, saying:

"These will be of great benefit to your cultivation and can improve your Aptitude. Go ahead and distribute them."

After saying that, Qin Ming poured out a Medicinal Pill and tossed it over. "Try one first and see how it tastes. If it's not good, I'll change the flavor for you."

"Does it taste good?" Yang Shu caught the Medicinal Pill in confusion and put it in his mouth.

Immediately, a rich sweetness spread through his mouth, sweetening even his heart.

"This… this… the Medicinal Pill is sweet?" Yang Shu was slightly dazed.

He had never taken such a Medicinal Pill, nor had he even heard of one.

And what did Master just say? That he could change the flavor?