Take Wang Ping, for example. Even without any so-called Secret Techniques, if he ever faced a crisis where death was certain, he knew of a dozen ways to scramble his own memories.
"Let's start with Wulang. Tell me everything, in detail."
Wang Ping watched Old Yang and took out the Five Elements Stone he had just bought, idly toying with it. Seeing that Old Yang was about to speak, he added, "Get up. I don't like people kneeling before me when they talk."
"Thank you, Daoist!"
Old Yang rose with a deep bow. Even though Wang Ping hadn't promised to spare him, he began to speak of Wulang. "Wulang and I met two hundred years ago. At the time, he needed a Magical Artifact with sufficient spiritual nature, apparently to open an Array at some Ancient Ruins."
"He gave me a piece of Gold brimming with spiritual nature. The moment I saw it, I knew it had been created by the 'First Day' through the sacrifice of life essence."
