Each day passed without a ripple. He patrolled the formations in the valley with Xie Yunhan, tattooed Spiritual Patterns onto ten cultivators, then practiced saber techniques with Xia Liang.
Day after day, the cycle repeated.
If not for the vengeance the Fox Demon had mentioned before weighing on his mind, this sort of life would actually have been rather pleasant.
In the blink of an eye, nine days passed. Every cultivator in the valley had received Tattoo Patterns, all of them Guard Tattoo Patterns. During this time, Lu Ye had certainly feasted his eyes...
After finishing what he had on hand, Lu Ye went to find Xia Liang, intending to practice saber techniques with him.
But Xia Liang said, "I've already taught you everything I can about the fundamentals. What remains is for you to slowly comprehend through life-and-death battles. Mere instruction will not be of much use anymore."
There were only so many fundamentals to saber techniques. Over these past ten-odd days, Xia Liang had taught him everything without reservation. There truly was nothing more he could teach Lu Ye.
The improvement of saber techniques did not chiefly come through instruction, but through accumulation and sublimation in battle after battle. The saber techniques each person wielded also needed to be tempered and refined through blood-soaked slaughter.
Over these past ten-odd days, Lu Ye could feel that his saber techniques had improved greatly. Compared to before, his foundation was more solid, and his understanding of saber techniques had climbed another level.
It could be said that on this point alone, his strength had increased by at least ten percent. That was undoubtedly an enormous gain.
Thus, despite the many grudges between him and Xia Liang, Lu Ye still solemnly bowed. "Many thanks, Fellow Daoist Xia!"
He only wondered what Xia