Su Yu returned to his courtyard, sat cross-legged, and placed several Beast Cores in front of him.
The Ancient Sword trembled faintly in his Sea of Consciousness, and Sword Elder's voice rang out leisurely. "Boy, are you ready?"
"Sorry for the trouble, Sword Elder." Su Yu closed his eyes and focused.
An invisible force drew the spiritual energy from the Beast Cores, pulling it all into the Ancient Sword.
A faint light shimmered across the blade. A moment later, it released spiritual energy purified several times over, which flowed into Su Yu's meridians like a gentle stream.
Boom—
As the spiritual energy surged, his bottleneck shattered with a sound.
When the last trace of spiritual energy merged into his dantian, Su Yu's aura had settled firmly at the Spirit Condensation Realm Fifth Layer Peak.
He opened his eyes and felt the surging power within him. He couldn't help marveling at Sword Elder's extraordinary methods.
Ordinary martial artists had to carefully tame the violent spiritual energy when absorbing Beast Cores. But after Sword Elder refined it, the energy was as gentle as a spring.
If he faced Yang Fan and Tang Yi again now, he should have a much easier time.
Night deepened. Su Yu sat quietly in the courtyard, carefully reviewing the day's matches.
His weakness in movement techniques had been especially obvious—
Though Fleeting Light Shadow had reached perfection, it was ultimately only a High-grade Human-tier Martial Skill.
In the Scripture Repository, a Low-grade Yellow-tier movement technique cost three thousand Contribution Points, while a middle-grade one cost as much as five thousand.
And he had only one thousand Contribution Points to his name. The gap was enormous.
His martial skill mastery also needed urgent improvement—
Though Lone Peak Sword Art and Thunderclap Fist had both reached perfection, they gave