Zhang Heshan invited Ye Tian to the back hall. He then took out a beast-skin ancient scroll from a rosewood cabinet and handed it to Ye Tian. He said, "Immortal Master, this is an immortal cultivation technique passed down from my ancestors, and I've never been able to decipher it. If you are willing to teach me an immortal cultivation technique, I am willing to give you this in return."
Ye Tian's heart stirred. He took the beast-skin ancient scroll and opened it. He saw that it was filled with ancient characters, which were exactly the same as those he had seen in the snuff bottle before.
The characters on the scroll spanned tens of thousands of years, but they were not cultivation techniques. Instead, they explained ancient characters using pre-Qin ancient script.
He knew this ancient scroll was invaluable and immediately said, "You are willing to give it to me?"
Zhang Heshan nodded vigorously, "Willing!"
Ye Tian was silent for a moment and then said, "Alright."
He put away the ancient scroll and immediately recounted a set of middle-grade Daoist cultivation techniques, the Fu Long Jing, to Zhang Heshan. Zhang Heshan listened carefully and took out his phone to record.
As someone with a foundation in cultivation, he was overjoyed upon hearing it and immediately knew the technique was genuine. As the saying goes, "True transmission is a single word, false transmission is ten thousand scrolls." Although Ye Tian only spoke a few thousand words, each word was a gem, leaving him greatly shaken.
After finishing the cultivation technique, Ye Tian said, "Cultivate this Fu Long Jing well. I dare not say you can step onto the path of immortality, but extending your lifespan by several decades is absolutely no problem."
Zhang Heshan prostrated himself on the ground, "Many thanks, Immortal Master!"
Having obtained the beast-skin ancient scroll, Ye Tian was eager to return and study it. He immediately stood up and said, "If you have any questions in the future, you can call me at this number."
Zhang Heshan took the business card with both hands and thanked him repeatedly.
After leaving, Wu Zongnian, who was in the car, couldn't help but ask, "Little Ye, is what you gave him a genuine cultivation technique?"
Ye Tian replied, "It's a middle-grade cultivation technique, very precious, only possessed by great sects that have existed for a thousand years."
Wu Zongnian's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Can I cultivate it?"
Ye Tian glanced at him, "If you can cultivate it, then pigs can climb trees."
Wu Zongnian was immediately dejected, "Even someone as intelligent as me cannot cultivate it?"
Ye Tian said, "Your intelligence is worldly intelligence, so you are destined to be a mundane person. It's good for you this way; you can enjoy your life. And with me around, you don't have to fear illness. What more could you want? As for Zhang Heshan, by obtaining the Fu Long Jing, he may seem to have gained an advantage, but in reality, his cultivation is fraught with peril at every step, with risks in every minor realm. He might die from qi deviation in a few years. Even if he cultivates smoothly, he might not live longer than you in the end."
"Moreover, cultivation requires a calm and peaceful mind. You are in finance; can your mind be focused on cultivation? Are you willing to spend ten hours a day cultivating? Give up the life of beautiful women and lavish parties?"
Wu Zongnian suddenly sighed, "I was wrong, I am not suited for cultivation."
Ye Tian said, "So don't envy others; everyone has their own fortune. Meeting me, I can't guarantee anything else, but I can ensure you live to over a hundred years old."
Wu Zongnian's eyes brightened again. He wanted to cultivate, but it was all about how many years he could live. Now that Ye Tian had given him a guarantee, he naturally lost interest in cultivation.
"Little Ye, what does that beast-skin scroll say?" he asked, his curiosity piqued.
Ye Tian replied, "It's nothing much, just a manual for translating characters, explaining an ancient script."
Upon hearing it was an ancient script, Wu Zongnian lost interest and said, "I'm going gambling tonight, do you want to come?"
Ye Tian said, "No interest. Prolonged gambling leads to no wealth; intelligent people don't gamble."
Wu Zongnian chuckled, "It's just for fun. Winning or losing is just a few million, not much."
Ye Tian said, "You go by yourself."
At this moment, his phone received a call from Jiang Zhenkun. Jiang Zhenkun's voice was weak, "Ten billion, I've prepared it and will transfer it immediately. Where are you? I really can't take it anymore. Please, help me relieve my pain!"
Ye Tian glanced at the map and said, "I'll wait for you at the East Suburb Hotel in an hour."