Joe Di said helplessly, "So what cultivation technique do you practice?"
"The Stardemon Technique. Do you want it? I can teach you..." As he spoke, Aaron Jace had already produced an ancient jade slip and placed it in front of Joe Di.
Joe Di swept his divine sense into it; it was indeed the Stardemon Technique. He was truly defeated by this guy. Originally, he planned to ask for the technique once Aaron Jace named it, and if Aaron refused, he would say his own couldn't be taught either.
But before he could say that, Aaron Jace had already offered the Stardemon Technique to him. Was there no room for clever maneuvering anymore?
Even with all his boldness, Joe Di wouldn't dare accept Aaron Jace's Stardemon Technique. Taking it would be courting death. Even if Aaron offered it willingly, he couldn't learn it. Besides, he felt his own Starspace Technique was excellent; there was no need to learn someone else's.
"Just put it away. I surrender. I'll teach you how to refine Starlight Tea." Joe Di could only return the Stardemon Technique to Aaron Jace, agreeing to teach him the method for making Starlight Tea.
Joe Di had long developed a set of tea-making incantations for Starlight Tea. He knew that even if he handed over the method and incantations, Aaron Jace still couldn't make true Starlight Tea.
It required an understanding of the fundamental laws, possession of a cauldron and Dao fire, and even cultivation of the Starspace Technique. Aaron Jace lacked all of these.
"Big brother, thank you so much!" Aaron Jace stood up, rubbing his hands together, his eyes full of joy.
Joe Di handed a jade slip to Aaron Jace. "These are the steps and incantations for making Starlight Tea. Besides that, you need special teacups to brew it. If you want to make tea like mine, forget it for this lifetime. But if you work hard, you might manage a decent Starlight Tea."
"Big brother, as long as I can brew Starlight Tea that even my father will have to acknowledge, that's enough for me." Aaron Jace grinned and carefully tucked away the jade slip Joe Di had given him.
Joe Di asked, curiosity in his eyes, "Your father's opinion seems very important to you, doesn't it?"
Hearing this, Aaron Jace—usually so carefree—let out a sigh. A hint of loneliness flashed in his eyes as he sat down. "Actually, that's the same reason I came to you."
"Go ahead, I'm listening." Joe Di appreciated Aaron's straightforward nature—much better than dealing with hypocrites.
Aaron Jace gave a self-deprecating laugh. "Look at me—everywhere I go, I rely on my father's name. Marlon Jace is one of the top Immortal Emperors on the Magic Garment Immortal Continent, and Star Demon Palace is one of its five great sects. My mother spoils me because I'm her only son. Most of my friends are the children of sect leaders or Immortal Emperors..."
He shook his head and chuckled. "My mother spoiled me to the extreme. By the time I was eight, I was already flirting with the maids. When I was ten, a close friend told me: if I could win over Harriet Yue—Emperor Leon Yue's youngest daughter—I'd be their leader..."
As he spoke, Aaron Jace gripped his hair, his face growing pale again.
Joe Di was starting to understand. Even with an Immortal Emperor for a father, things weren't so simple. If an emperor's daughter was dishonored, there was no way it would just be forgotten.
Sure enough, Aaron Jace's face was ghostly pale as he continued, "I believed him. I took the pill my friend gave me, knocked out Harriet Yue, and... took advantage of her. The next day, evidence of what I'd done ended up in Emperor Leon Yue's hands."
Joe Di suspected Aaron had been set up by his friend. But the real target wasn't Aaron—it was Marlon Jace.