On the banks of the Egret River, wind and rain darkened the sky.
Jiang Yuechu stood motionless in the rain, letting the blade intent rampage through her Consciousness Sea. At last, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, it flowed gently into the depths of her memory.
Within her Dantian, the Ink-Patterned Golden Core hummed and shuddered.
A strand of true qi surged through her meridians without the slightest obstruction, then burst from her body.
"Blade aura..."
Was this the greatest difference between Ink-Dotting martial arts and all that came before?
Before reaching Ink-Dotting, no matter how vigorous one's blood or how abundant one's true qi, one remained bound by the limits of mortal flesh.
But once a Golden Core bore its ink marks, true qi could become aura and strike beyond the body.
Taking a head from a hundred paces away was no longer an empty boast.
"Good stuff."
Jiang Yuechu voiced her approval.
At a thought, the panel appeared.
She poured in all twenty-seven hundred years of Dao Cultivation she had just gained from slaying the White Salamander.
[Consumed four hundred years of Dao Cultivation. White Tiger Geng Metal Blade advanced to Proficiency.] [Consumed five hundred and twenty years of Dao Cultivation. White Tiger Geng Metal Blade advanced to Minor Achievement.] [Consumed six hundred and eighty years of Dao Cultivation. White Tiger Geng Metal Blade advanced to Major Achievement.]
In the blink of an eye,
sixteen hundred years of Dao Cultivation had evaporated.
A stabbing pain shot through Jiang Yuechu's head. For the first time, she felt her body could not bear it.
She drew a deep breath and forced down the discomfort.
Even with her Tiger Dharma Heaven-Bestowed talent, which suited blade techniques exceptionally well, she still struggled before an Ink-Dotting martial art this