Han Ming seemed to realize something. She looked at Ning Zhuo, her eyes shining with intense curiosity.

She swallowed hard and asked cautiously, “Dare I ask, esteemed master, was it you who extinguished that old ape?”

Behind the mask, Ning Zhuo’s eyes narrowed slightly: “Indeed. What if it was?”

Han Ming immediately gasped, adjusted her posture, knelt down on both knees, and bowed deeply to Ning Zhuo: “Master, this humble servant is willing to be your handmaiden, willing to sign a soul contract, and serve you for the rest of my life!”

Ning Zhuo couldn’t help but frown, finding Han Ming’s behavior quite strange.

Initially, when Ning Zhuo captured Han Ming to provide himself with soul essence, Han Ming was extremely disgusted and resentful towards Ning Zhuo.

Afterward, her attitude softened because she feared death and had no choice but to submit.

But now, Ning Zhuo could feel her sincerity and heartfelt submission.

Of course, Ning Zhuo’s feelings might be wrong. But Han Ming’s attitude did give him the feeling that there had been a qualitative change!

“Why?” Ning Zhuo looked down at Han Ming and asked indifferently.

Han Ming took a deep breath, straightened her upper body while remaining kneeling, and looked up at Ning Zhuo: “Does master know about the Mandate of Heaven?”

Ning Zhuo frowned, thought for a moment, and replied, “I understand a little.”

“The ‘qi’ in the Mandate of Heaven refers to breathing.”

“From the moment we are born, we begin to breathe, and when our lifespan ends, our breathing ceases. The number of breaths is the Mandate of Heaven.”

“Therefore, many cultivators do not advocate fighting and strive to maintain a peaceful state of mind.”

“Because injuries caused by fighting greatly reduce the Mandate of Heaven. Intense emotions such as anger, fear, despair, or ecstasy also tend to make breathing rapid, reducing the Mandate of Heaven.”

“Therefore, many cultivators focus on non-contention and peace of mind, which often leads to longevity.”

Han Ming nodded: “This explanation of the Mandate of Heaven is indeed the most widely circulated in the cultivation world. It does reveal some of the essence, but it is not enough.”

“This servant was fortunate enough to read a classic in the sect called *Treatise on the Mandate of Heaven, Volume One*, which is a secret calculation canon from the Heavenly Trajectory Pavilion.”

Ning Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly.

He had heard of the Heavenly Trajectory Pavilion.

This was a super sect, extremely mysterious, with few successors. But whenever a successor was born and walked the world, they often brought about huge changes to the entire cultivation world. This was because each generation of successors would select the Chosen One, guide the general trend, and cause the destruction of existing cultivation nations and the establishment of new ones.

Ning Zhuo secretly sighed: “The Soul-Devouring Sect that Han Ming belongs to is indeed a demonic grand sect, with such high-quality classics in its collection.”

And in the past ten years or so, he himself had only read in the Ning family’s library at most. And this was the Ning family’s public library, not the secret scripture pavilion.

“Continue,” Ning Zhuo said.

Han Ming swallowed hard, still kneeling on the ground: “The *Treatise on the Mandate of Heaven* states that everyone’s Mandate of Heaven is different. Some have more, some have less, some are strong, and some are weak.”

“The higher the spiritual root and the higher the talent, the more and stronger the person’s Mandate of Heaven tends to be.”

“Among them, those with superior talent are considered Celestial Talent, with the most abundant and resilient Mandate of Heaven.”

“Those with Celestial Talent are often blessed with constant benefactors and fortuitous encounters.”

“They will never easily fall into desperate situations and will often have a glimmer of hope. As long as they seize it, they can survive and turn adversity into good fortune. Even when things reach their lowest point, there will be a turnaround, and great fortune will follow after surviving a great disaster.”

“For ordinary people with average Mandate of Heaven, trying to deal with them will always encounter various accidents. Either they make mistakes, or external forces intervene, ultimately leading to failure.”

Hearing this, Ning Zhuo’s heart stirred slightly, and he understood the reason for Han Ming’s change in attitude.

“Interesting, don’t stop.”

“Yes,” Han Ming continued, “This servant remembers that the *Treatise on the Mandate of Heaven* listed many examples, all of which happened in reality.”

“Many owners of Celestial Talent are subjected to various forms of suppression. As long as they can withstand it and adapt, they will basically gain rapid improvement in a certain aspect due to the suppression.”

“And those who deal with Celestial Talent owners often end up badly.”

“In the process of dealing with Celestial Talent owners, they will suffer losses to their own Mandate of Heaven, affecting their minds, causing confusion, and making all kinds of wrong judgments and actions.”

“In the end, they will suffer the consequences and seek their own demise.”

“Celestial Talent owners cannot be killed by ordinary people!”

Speaking of this, Han Ming’s gaze towards the boy Ning Zhuo revealed obvious eagerness.

“I understand what you mean,” Ning Zhuo habitually remained humble, “However, although I extinguished Yuan Dasheng this time, I also relied on external forces. Perhaps this behavior is due to the sum of my Mandate of Heaven and the Mandate of Heaven of others, which suppressed Yuan Dasheng.”

Han Ming immediately shook her head: “Master, according to the description in the *Treatise on the Mandate of Heaven*, when two parties cooperate, the Mandate of Heaven is not simply added together. Sometimes it even leads to internal friction and subtraction.”

“The *Treatise on the Mandate of Heaven* cited the examples of Nie Xiongfeng and Chu Liuyun. Master, you should know that both of these people are Celestial Talent owners and are enemies of each other. At first, Nie Xiongfeng did not take Chu Liuyun seriously and sent his subordinates to constantly chase and kill him.”

“Chu Liuyun tempered himself in the constant pursuit, becoming stronger and stronger, and eventually fought back, eliminating Nie Xiongfeng.”

The struggle between wind and cloud was widely circulated in the cultivation world. The struggle between the two led to the fall of a super sect and the birth of a new super sect.

Han Ming sighed: “Celestial Talent owners are one in a million cultivators. This is based on the number of cultivators, not millions of mortals.”

“Each Celestial Talent owner has a very strong Mandate of Heaven and is destined for extraordinary encounters.”

“Even if two superior talents cooperate sincerely and their Mandate of Heaven is completely added together, it will be far inferior to one supreme Celestial Talent.”

“I see,” Ning Zhuo snorted coldly, “You saw through it. I am indeed a supreme Celestial Talent!”

Han Ming was stunned, overjoyed, and bowed down again: “Master, this humble servant is willing to be a handmaiden and serve you wholeheartedly.”

She had already submitted before.

This time, after inferring that Ning Zhuo possessed Celestial Talent, her pride as a member of a major demonic sect vanished.

It should be known that even in a major demonic sect, there are no more than ten Celestial Talent owners.

Serving such a person is full of promise!

Of course, Han Ming took this action also out of fear.

During this period, she had devoured too many monkey souls. She didn’t want to turn into a woman-monkey at all!

Ning Zhuo nodded slightly.

He himself was not sure about his hidden talent, but at this moment, regardless of the truth, agreeing was the best choice.

“This old man will reluctantly accept you,” the voice of the boy Ning Zhuo was still hoarse.

“Thank you for your mercy, master!” Han Ming was excited and immediately kowtowed.

When she raised her head, she added: “I also congratulate master on eliminating a Celestial Talent, your own Mandate of Heaven will greatly increase!”

“Oh? What is the saying behind that?” Ning Zhuo asked curiously.