"Ye Zi, remember this: there is no power in this world that those nobles who claim to possess glorious bloodlines can master, yet we cannot."
Meng Chao sensed Ye Zi's goodwill, but he could not help saying, "If we cannot master some powerful force for the moment, it is only because we have not yet met all the conditions, or have not found the right way to unlock it.
"As long as we study earnestly, research carefully, and do not fear failure, then one day, even the weakest ratfolk will have the chance to climb step by step to the highest peak of this world—this is called 'cultivation'!"
Meng Chao's words were like red-hot steel nails, driven deep into Ye Zi's mind.
They were also like a brand-new eye being chiseled open in the boy's head, allowing him to understand the whole world in an utterly different way from before.
Over the next two days, Meng Chao taught Ye Zi more Spirit Energy Martial Dao.
This included the Three Great Basic Force-Exerting Methods, the Hundred Battles Blade Technique, the Thunder Cross Sword, and other mainstream beginner-level weapon techniques from Dragon City.
He also taught him dagger-fighting techniques learned in his previous life at the Black Skull Training Camp, along with dozens of Mystic Stab Methods that attacked vital points from unbelievable angles.
Ye Zi had originally been extraordinarily gifted.
He had also received the infusion of the mysterious murals within the cave inside the cave.
Coupled with his ability to extend and contract his limbs at will,
he was simply born to be an assassin.
Even if the time was too short for him to grasp much of the true essence,
at least anyone could tell that he bore the traces of having been guided by an expert.
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