"Ye Xiwen, not a bad idea. You actually used me to temper your Great Dragon Capture Art?" Ye Xukong looked at Ye Xiwen coldly. As the saying went, those caught up in the game could not see the board; his reaction had been a beat slower. But no matter what, being treated as someone else's whetstone was not a pleasant feeling.
"You recognize the Great Dragon Capture Art?" Ye Xiwen was somewhat surprised. He had used the Great Dragon Capture Art on a whim before, but aside from the Ye Family's senior figures, virtually none of the younger generation recognized it, much less identified it so easily.
"Ye Junshan's famous ultimate technique—I naturally know it," Ye Xukong said blandly.
"I didn't expect you to notice so quickly. What a pity. My Great Dragon Capture Art has not yet reached its peak; I have not even attained major mastery. I had wanted to use you to push it to a higher level, but it seems all my efforts have come to nothing!" Ye Xiwen said with a regretful expression. In truth, though, he was already quite satisfied. Although Ye Xukong had noticed after only a short time, Ye Xiwen had still gained quite a lot. Had he cultivated normally, without counting the Mysterious Space, it might have taken him several months. "If my Great Dragon Capture Art reached major mastery, defeating you would be as easy as turning over my hand!"
"Hmph, then try it. The Great Dragon Capture Art may be renowned far and wide, but even if you reached major mastery, you still would not be my match. That was merely a warm-up!" Ye Xukong said as he looked at Ye Xiwen, his expression exceptionally cold.
The sword Dao in Ye Xukong's hand suddenly burst forth with unimaginable radiance.