Sixty years of blacksmithing, a single hammer blow forging a celestial being.

The martial arts competition has ended.

The most eye-catching contestant in this arena competition was none other than Li Ping'an.

Everyone thought Li Ping'an was just an old man on his deathbed, but unexpectedly he shone brightly on the arena, and even Zeng Xing, who had taken the Qi and Blood Pill, was no match for him!

However, it was also because of this incident that Li Ping'an gained some fame among the servants and even among the outer disciples.

Many people believe that the old man is secretly hiding himself, and quite a few have even begun to investigate Li Ping'an in secret.

They suspected that this guy might possess some kind of secret treasure, which was why his strength had increased so rapidly in such a short time.

Li Ping'an also knew that the methods he used on the stage would definitely be coveted by many people.

But there's nothing we can do about it.

He wanted to stay quietly, absorbing the waste gas in the abandoned hall every day to develop himself, without being disturbed by anyone.

But there was nothing he could do; the sect had put forward this arena elimination tournament, forcing him to display his strength on the arena.

It seems I need to find an excuse to cover up the fact that I'm getting stronger, otherwise there will definitely be endless trouble in the future.

Li Ping'an pondered this in his heart as he hurried towards the abandoned hall.

At the same time, the disciples of the abandoned hall looked at Steward He with reluctance.

"Manager, are you really leaving?"

Manager He, carrying a bundle on his back, looked at the sect's buildings with some reluctance and sighed, saying...

"There's no other way, I have to leave. I didn't participate in the tournament, so according to policy, I should go down the mountain."

He sighed again, his eyes filled with reminiscence.

"I've been in this sect for decades, I've cultivated immortality, and I've consumed the finest elixirs and dews. I have a clear conscience. Now that the gate to the Great Dao has closed to me, there's no hope left. I might as well take advantage of the remaining years of my lifespan and go down the mountain to enjoy myself."

"Manager, we'll miss you."

One of the handyman disciples had red eyes.

"You've been working in this abandoned hall for so many years, can't the sect make an exception for you?"

"Forget it."

Manager He gave a wry smile.

Having been in the sect for so many years, he knew better than anyone how cruel and inhumane the sect was.

"Alright, brothers, I'm going down the mountain. Take good care of yourselves from now on. I wish all of you fellow cultivators success in cultivating the Great Dao and becoming immortals soon. As for me, I'm done for; I'm no longer of any use."

"Manager He..."

The group of menial servants were all reluctant to part with them.

It should be noted that Steward He is a kind and gentle man. As the steward of the abandoned hall, he treats his disciples like his own brothers and has no airs at all.

He never exploited or mistreated his disciples, and everyone admired him greatly. Unexpectedly, he is now leaving the mountain.

Amidst the somber atmosphere, Li Ping'an returned from outside.

He was somewhat surprised to see Manager He carrying a bundle.

"Manager He, what is this...?"

Manager He smiled and said,

"According to policy, I'm over the age limit, and since I haven't been competing, it's natural for me to leave the mountain."

Upon hearing this, Li Ping'an was speechless, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

"Alright, I won't say any more."

Manager He patted Li Ping'an on the shoulder and said earnestly,

"Brother Li, I can see that although you are older than me, you have a better chance of becoming an immortal than I do. Keep it up! You will definitely make a name for yourself."

Although he was a few years younger than Li Ping'an, he spoke as if he were Li Ping'an's elder.

Li Pingan nodded.

"Yes, Steward He, may you have a safe journey."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Manager He was speechless with exasperation.

"Why are you acting like I'm about to die? I still have decades of life left. I'll go down the mountain and be a rich old man, marrying three wives and four concubines, surrounded by children and grandchildren. That's much happier than you all suffering here in this sect."

He laughed as he spoke, but his eyes welled up with tears as he laughed.

"Alright, I'm leaving."

"Take care, Steward He!"

A group of people bowed and clasped their hands in greeting as they watched Manager He's departing figure. Li Ping'an couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions.

The path to immortality is indeed cruel.

Actually, Steward He's choice is not bad. Since there is no hope of cultivating immortality, it is better to go down the mountain sooner and enjoy the happiness of family life.

As he was reflecting on this, he saw Steward He suddenly return.

"Manager He, what is this...?"

Li Ping'an was somewhat surprised, wondering why Steward He had suddenly returned.

But then Steward He suddenly turned back, staring at Li Ping'an with a troubled look on his face.

"Manager He, do you have something to say to me?"

Manager He hesitated, looking Li Ping'an up and down, making Li Ping'an very uncomfortable.

"Manager He, just say what you need. I will never refuse to do anything for you."

Li Pingan patted his chest, thinking that the steward was just shy about asking for a favor.

"no……"

Manager He shook his head.

Finally, he took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and pulled a scroll from the package, stuffing it into Li Ping'an's arms with lightning speed.

Then, as if afraid of regretting it, he fled down the mountain.

This is……

Watching Manager He's disappearing figure, Li Ping'an was taken aback. What had he given him?

He examined the scroll in his hand; it was a very tattered book scroll, the title page worn away, but he could vaguely make out five large characters printed on the page.

The Great Dream Guiding Divine Technique.

What kind of technique is this?

Li Ping'an was somewhat shocked, not understanding why Steward He would suddenly give him this cultivation manual before leaving.

However, judging from his mysterious demeanor, this cultivation technique must be something extraordinary.

Li Ping'an didn't dare to look at it closely, and quickly put the cultivation manual into his pocket, preparing to look at it again when he got back.

After Manager He left, the dismantling of the hall continued as normal, although the new manager had not yet arrived, but this did not affect the normal progress of the dismantling work at all.

After finishing his work for the day, Li Ping'an hurriedly returned to his residence, took out the "Great Dream Guiding Divine Technique" that Steward He had given him, and carefully read through it.

The text inside was written in a very ancient script. Li Ping'an vaguely remembered some of it, but he didn't recognize some of the characters and even had to consult ancient texts to look them up.

After reading a few pages, Li Ping'an finally understood that the "Great Dream Guiding Divine Technique" was a cultivation method, but it was different from ordinary cultivation methods.

This technique focuses on cultivating mental strength.

Upon reaching the first level of cultivation, one can control the minds of others.

However, controlling someone's mind does not mean controlling their behavior; it only means temporarily blinding them.

In simple terms, one can control the gaze of others by manipulating the mental power of the "Great Dream Guiding Divine Technique."

You can choose what you want others to see.

To be precise, it is a form of disguise, but a disguise that deceives on a mental level.

However, using this "Great Dream Divine Guidance Technique" should consume a lot of mental energy.

After all, controlling someone's gaze is not an easy task, and it would be even more difficult if the other party's cultivation level was higher.

However, this did not deter Li Ping'an's determination to immediately cultivate this technique.

This technique is perfect for someone like him who needs to cultivate in a low-key manner!

Especially now that many people in the sect are keeping an eye on him, he needs this kind of disguise even more!