Chapter 18: Life 50, Age 16, Martial Disciple Level 1
I had two goals to work towards. Improving alchemy and improving cultivation. I didn’t have enough energy to work on my alchemy, so I went to improve my cultivation. Before that, I needed a cultivation technique. Off to the Technique Hall I went.
Inside, I found there were numerous shelves of techniques available. I didn’t have a clue where to start looking or how to choose one. There was a guy standing behind a counter near the entrance, so I just decided to go up to him and ask.
“Hello, can you tell me where the cultivation techniques are here?”
“Cultivation? No need to look. We keep them behind the counter. The ones out there are all for different skills. We got a lot of skills out there, but cultivation techniques are limited. What level do you want? You can go Low, Mid, or High Yellow rank. If you want anything better, you’re going to need special permission.”
“What are the prices?”
“50 for the Low. Increasing it multiplies the cost by five. So, 250 for Mid and 1250 for High.”
“What different techniques are available?”
“Ah, we just got the one, the sect’s cultivation technique for all alchemists. It’s for fire qi. If you’re looking for something different, you got to put in a special request. From Low to High, it’s really the same skill, it has just been improved. Of course, higher-ranked skills also are more difficult to master, so the Low tier can be seen as a simplified version. You got the skill from the exam, right? That’s the same skill. It’s technically a Low-Yellow skill, but it might better be called a Lowest-Yellow.”
Though I was wary of trusting anyone, I had to ask what I cared about most. Truth or not, I wouldn’t learn anything if I didn’t ask. I could only hope the question wouldn’t raise any red flags.