Upon hearing Elder Zi put it that way, Yi Zheng took another look at the big iron pot and suddenly shivered, then honestly continued to study his books.
He swore that if he had put in even one-tenth of this effort during his school days, he wouldn't have struggled even to find a meal later on!
Given the chance to study again, Yi Zheng naturally refused to fall behind.
In the days that followed, Yi Zheng, aside from going to the toilet, gave up sleep, sitting there every day reading books, studying various cunning techniques detailed within.
The more he read, the more upright Yi Zheng's mindset became.
He discovered that while these mental methods seemed sneaky and brutal, every move was highly efficient and practical.
These cultivation techniques weren't meant for the arena or for gentleman's sparring, but for ambushes, vendetta fights, and hunting battles; their power was comparable to divine artifacts!
