Yes, once a secret technique with such enormous drawbacks was used, its power was indeed tremendous—enough to surpass the bounds of your own strength.
But from Ye Lin's perspective, he seemed to have no use for such things.
Something that killed a thousand enemies while costing eight hundred of your own was of no use to him for now.
Rather than saying he had no use for it, it would be more accurate to say he simply looked down on it.
He simply did not think much of it.
Yun Qiyue said nothing, only gazing quietly at Ye Lin all this time.
Those eyes of hers, coupled with the icy expression on her face, made Ye Lin feel uncomfortable all over.
After more than a dozen breaths, Yun Qiyue suddenly smiled.
"Worthy of being someone Master took a liking to at first glance."
"Since that is the case, go explore this holy city."
Yun Qiyue patted Ye Lin on the shoulder, then turned and left.
Ye Lin watched her retreating figure for a long while before turning and leaving the Dharma Comprehension Hall.
"Confidence is not something just anyone can possess."
Elsewhere, Yun Qiyue casually entered a small room.
In this world of mutual deceit and scheming, possessing a powerful secret technique meant possessing a formidable trump card.
But Ye Lin was different. He simply had no need for one.
The feeling Ye Lin gave her was not that the cost of secret techniques was too great, but that he himself had no need for such things.
People capable of this shared one trait: confidence—extreme confidence.
Absolute confidence in their own strength.
Though ordinary cultivators knew perfectly well that secret techniques came with heaven-defying drawbacks, they would still spend a tremendous price to comprehend them. Why?
Naturally, for the sake