"Shh!" Seeing Su He wanted to ask more questions, Ji Feixue raised a finger to her lips, signaling silence: "There are many secrets in this world, as numerous as cow's hair. Some, if spoken, could even tear the heavens in half, but secrets need strength to bear. If your strength is not enough, knowing them could kill you."
What one concerns oneself with depends on one's boundary status; not just for cultivators. Even ordinary people, without sufficient status, how can they pry into top-level state secrets?
Su He shook his head, the air bubbles around him quivering: "No, I'm not asking about that. The cultivation technique you just transmitted to me, did you prepare it especially for me?"
Ji Feixue blinked her kind and sincere eyes: "Of course, over tens of thousands of years, I have traveled through All Heavens and Myriad Realms, slaying countless Greater Powers and gaining the name of a mad devil, all for the sake of these few cultivation techniques for my husband."