The Queen Mother of the West heard Ying's words and looked at Zhang Chen, her expression turning somewhat complex. She never imagined Zhang Chen could be so ambitious. Her heart involuntarily surged with a sense of unexplainable guilt: 'Could it be that I've wronged him before? Is he really lacking in talent? Or was it intentional leniency?'
Seeing Zhang Chen's ambition, even with the Queen Mother of the West's disposition, she couldn't help but feel a difficult-to-describe guilt.
"It is truly rare for you to have such ambition. Therefore, I shall grant you a Divine Technique for the differentiation of the Primordial Spirit." The Queen Mother of the West extended her hand, and a golden page flew from the distant direction of the Scripture Pavilion, landing in the Queen Mother's palm. She flicked her finger, and the Golden Page fell in front of Zhang Chen: "Take this, study it well, and do not betray my regard."
