Qinghe drafted the addition to the public cultivation notice in the assembly barn, where the previous version still hung beside the water schedule. She wrote that White Orchard had verified what Yan’s System did in his own body, but the settlement could not predict how every method would affect every person or teach his result as a general cure.
Gu read the line over her shoulder. “Add that old manuals may be incomplete or altered.”
Mera looked toward the doorway, where two local teachers had come in to read the draft. “Will this discourage ordinary practice? People already think every cultivation method is dangerous.”
“It should help them tell a known risk from a rumor,” Qinghe said. “It shouldn’t frighten them away from every art.”
Lata, one of the teachers, set a chalk tray on the table. “The first sentence should say the System belongs to Yan alone. Otherwise someone will read ‘we verified’ and think the settlement can give the effect to others.”
Ning wrote down the change. “Then the notice begins with Yan’s body, not the council’s judgment.”
Yan came in from the yard and read the draft. “If it starts with what we don’t know, Hanlo’s followers may say the whole account is uncertain.”
