Su Daiyi and Old Jiang Ba were ecstatic. They bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, Mr. Xu, for bestowing the Cultivation Technique!"
Then, they turned to see their clansmen still in a daze and couldn't help but scold them. "What are you two still standing around for?!"
The little girl from the Su Family and the young boy from the Jiang Family snapped out of their stupor. "Thank you, Mr. Xu," they said, hurriedly bowing.
The rest of the clansmen wore expressions of regret mingled with deep envy. They knew that the greatest opportunity of their lives had just slipped by.
"All of you can cultivate this technique. Diligence can make up for a lack of talent," Xu Lai said softly. "Back in my day... I was also the one with average talent, the one who wasn't favored."
"Everyone can cultivate it?" Old Jiang Ba's heart pounded. He knew Xu Lai's words were worth their weight in gold. In his excitement, he bowed deeply once more. When he stood up again, his back was ramrod straight.
