Zhang Qingyuan was certain—
when he struck that peak sword, he had undoubtedly entered the realm of perfection in the Cloud Water Thirteen Sword Styles!
That sword—
had surely surpassed the Spirit Essence Realm Seventh Level and Eighth Level, perhaps even reaching the Spirit Essence Realm Ninth Level and brushing against a trace of the True Essence Realm's splendor.
But unfortunately—
at that time—
after striking a sword beyond his own strength, the immense momentum gathered from practicing swordsmanship On the River, along with that realization, had all poured out at once.
His swordsmanship had failed to break through as a result.
"Forget it. For the Cloud Water Thirteen Sword Styles to reach the peak of Great Accomplishment in a single day and stand on the verge of perfection is already an excellent harvest!"
Gathering himself,
Zhang Qingyuan cast aside the faint regret in his heart.
Though he had not achieved perfection, how could swordsmanship that had thoroughly reached Great Accomplishment not increase Zhang Qingyuan's strength by a substantial margin?
From this single epiphany alone,
Zhang Qingyuan's strength had risen by at least thirty percent!
He also understood
that this epiphany in the river
was something that could only be encountered, never sought.
Since he had failed to carry it through to completion, he could simply cultivate diligently in the future, build up his foundation, and make another breakthrough when the time came.
There was no need for too much regret.
Charging ahead with courage and vigor was a good thing, but one also had to focus on laying a solid foundation. He could not let his cultivation strength become a castle in the air.
"Water Essence Art Fourth Layer, state of mind, Monkey King Wine, the environment of heaven and earth..."
Revisiting that feeling from back then,
Zhang Qingyuan