Yu Xuzi chuckled. "This method is certainly difficult for a normal person—unless they have a split personality. That's why it requires the aid of a certain mental art."
With that, Yu Xuzi recited a string of obscure, scripture-like words.
"Master Jiang, you just need to concentrate, relax, and silently recite this scripture. As you do, continuously imagine your soul leaping out of your body. That's all there is to it!" he urged. "If you don't believe me, you can try it right now!"
Jiang Ce certainly wasn't that foolish.
Although Yu Xuzi is acting like a fawning dog, utterly loyal, a man like him is a venomous snake in disguise. I can't tell if this mental art is good or bad. What if I suffer a cultivation deviation like Liu Jianxin? Wouldn't I be at Yu Xuzi's complete mercy?
"Heh, that won't be necessary right now."
Yu Xuzi, knowing what Jiang Ce was thinking, smiled awkwardly.
Jiang Ce watched Yu Xuzi.
