"You're so young, yet you wield that wooden sword with proper form. We'll call you Yun Jian, then."
"Yun Jian, you are of the Yun generation in the thirty-eighth register of the Ye family's main lineage. In the future, when you meet your elders, remember to bow and offer greetings. You must not be reckless or rude."
"Yun Jian, though you have five spiritual roots, each is only three inches tall. Even if your talent for the sword is passable, you must work hard in the future. This time, the Ye family has eight thousand seven hundred and thirty-six people with spiritual roots, and those who enter Celestial Pivot must rank within the top thousand."
"And those who wish to truly glimpse immortality and step onto the Dao must be within the top one hundred."
"Yun Jian, your sword is too slow. You are one of the three great sword children of the Ye family's Yunhe Sword Tower in this generation. Poor spiritual roots are not your excuse. Do you know that if you cannot reach the summit of Celestial Pivot Sword Tower, you may have no fate with Celestial Pivot's Inner Hall?"
"If you do not enter the Inner Hall, how will you keep up with Ancestor Xue Tian's footsteps? How will you answer for the promise you once made to yourself?"
"Clan Brother Yun Jian, your cultivation is too poor, and your sword intent is too weak. How will you defeat me?"
"Clan Brother Yun Jian, you defeated Yun Hu because your luck was decent, but I am a Golden Core, while you are only late-stage Purple Palace. No matter how good your swordsmanship is, it is wasted effort."
"Clan Brother Yun Jian, I have lost. The quota for one of Celestial Pivot Sword Tower's