Hong Mao felt the Internal Force flowing endlessly through his body, several times more vast and refined than before, along with the insights into Kendo in his mind. A powerful sense of strength rose within him.
This strength was not rootless like floating duckweed. It was deeply rooted in his original foundation, growing as naturally and harmoniously as a tree.
More importantly, he sensed an unprecedentedly close connection between himself and the Rainbow Sword in his arms, as though the sword had become an extension of his arm, perfectly attuned to his will.
"Father, I feel great. Better than ever before."
Hong Mao rose to his feet. Though his appearance had not changed, his bearing was utterly different. There was less of a youth's impulsiveness and more steadiness and resolve.
"Your foundation is stable, your aura restrained, your Internal Force complete, and your Sword Intent contained within..."
White Cat stepped forward and placed his hand on Hong Mao's wrist. A thread of pure, gentle Internal Force, carrying a hidden probing intent, quietly flowed in.
Yet the instant that Internal Force entered Hong Mao's meridians, it was like a Droplet falling into boiling oil, immediately "pushed" back out by an even purer and more scorching force.
White Cat could not have been more familiar with the nature of that Internal Force.
It was precisely the Internal Force from the cultivation method accompanying the Fire Dance Whirlwind Sword Technique.
But he remembered that Hong Mao had never cultivated it.
And although the quantity of this Internal Force was inferior to his own, its Realm was exceedingly high—perhaps even the highest White Cat had ever encountered in his life.
This was absolutely not a Realm one could attain through brief, arduous cultivation!
White Cat withdrew his hand and stared intently at Hong Mao,