Sword Hall.
Just after the morning bell rang three times, several hundred Heaven Sword Peak disciples had already gathered. Some stood, some sat, but all of their gazes had coincidentally turned toward the three-zhang-tall azure jade platform at the center of the grounds.
Jiang Li stood with his arms at his sides. His ink-black robe and unsmiling expression gave him the aura of an abstinent male god.
He began to speak at an unhurried pace.
His voice carried not the slightest trace of emotion.
The powerful, imposing aura made the Heaven Sword Peak disciples below sit upright with straight backs, not daring to slack off in the slightest.
It was the imperial majesty of an emperor issuing an edict—disobey, and your head would roll.
Even while in the Cultivation Technique Hosting state, he could still impart his experience in the sword path. He merely needed to present what he had comprehended from the sword art "Profound Heaven Dragon Slaying Sword" through typing, then let the body-refining cultivation technique speak on his behalf.
This way.
The cultivation technique "Emperor's World-Shocking Art" could once again enjoy the reverence of the masses and gather Imperial Dynasty Dragon Qi.
He could also digest this insight.
Integrate it completely.
Killing two birds with one stone.
Ding, cultivation technique "Emperor's World-Shocking Art" indicated that it had learned something. The path of an emperor required not only a glorious side, but also the habit of hiding in darkness and biding one's time. Tension and relaxation in proper measure—that was the mark of an enlightened ruler. The Heavenly Mandate Emperor Appearance was being nurtured once more.
Jiang Li: ...
No.
I just wanted to show off in front of you for once.
What light and darkness, what measured tension and relaxation—I had never thought of any of that.