As an expert who had cultivated for thousands of years, Chen Lin was an excellent judge of people.
All four little girls he had purchased had good aptitude. Not only were they quick learners, they also had considerable talent for martial arts.
Tianxuan stood out in particular.
Beyond her outstanding aptitude for the Martial Dao, she also had a gift for the Sword Dao. In just three short years, she had already reached the threshold of Sword Will.
She needed only one final step.
Of course.
Chen Lin's guidance had played an indispensable part in this.
After all, he was a Sword Cultivator at the true realm level. Even if this world's higher level rendered his Sword Will ineffective, he could still share his insights from comprehending it, allowing her to achieve twice the results with half the effort.
But that final step was far from easy. Who knew how many prodigies it had held back?
"Come with me!"
Chen Lin leaped into the air and landed on a small boat.
Tianxuan followed close behind.
The boat then moved without anyone rowing it, heading toward the middle of the river.
Tianxuan was propelling it with her internal energy.
Although Chen Lin was no weakling in combat, he had no internal energy to use.
But after obtaining Xuanyuan Yu's soft armor, his defenses had increased tremendously.
And after fully refining the Ice-Snow Melting Wine, his soul strength had also improved considerably, enhancing the power of his Soul-Destroying Finger. He would not flinch even against a Grandmaster.
Unfortunately.
He had drunk so much Ice-Snow Melting Wine that he had developed a resistance to it. It could no longer refine his soul.
He needed to keep searching for a substitute.
But all of that was secondary.
What truly gave Chen Lin the confidence