Wang Chaoshan of Blood Tiger Stronghold couldn't say whether he believed it or not.
Li Yun offered no further explanation, either.
Dawn wasn't far off, and Li Yun had no intention of returning to Guiyang Stronghold. He asked Wang Chaoshan for a quiet, secluded courtyard and settled in.
Wang Chaoshan didn't assign anyone to watch him. He knew perfectly well that, with Li Yun's abilities, it would do no good. Li Yun could come and go as he pleased, and no one could stop him.
He was simply curious.
What made Li Yun so confident he could cultivate the Wind-Splitting Saber Art to the Perfection Realm in a single night?
It was only an Acquired Realm saber technique, hardly a remarkable Martial Art in his eyes. But even with his peak Innate cultivation, he couldn't bring the Wind-Splitting Saber Art to the Perfection Realm overnight.
Forget a single night.
Whether he could manage it in a year was another question.
And that would mean spending the entire year neglecting his own cultivation and every other Martial Art, pouring all his energy into refining the Wind-Splitting Saber Art alone.
But curiosity wouldn't get him anywhere.
As soon as Li Yun entered the courtyard Wang Chaoshan had arranged for him, he began spending points.
He didn't have many Myriad Wonders Points left—just over a hundred.
But raising the Wind-Splitting Saber Art to the Perfection Realm was nothing. It would cost only twenty-one points in total.
Seeing that he had points to spare, he raised the Pan Martial Art to the Perfection Realm as well.
As for Limit Breaking, he could forget it.
He didn't have enough Myriad Wonders Points left.
Still, it didn't matter. The Perfection Realm was enough.
The whole thing took less than half an hour, and dawn was still