The National Preceptor's Residence.
It was night.
The moon was dark and the wind was high; the evening breeze wailed.
Suddenly—
Bright sword light tore through the night sky, light and darkness flaring and fading in turn across the courtyard.
Countless faint sword shadows swept in every direction, crossing one another.
But no figure could be seen, as though he had melted into the depths of the night.
[Grand Void Yin-Yang Sword experience +166] [Grand Void Yin-Yang Sword experience +166] [Grand Void Yin-Yang Sword experience +158] [...]
Notifications flashed before Jiang Ning one after another.
As he practiced his swordplay in the Inner Landscape Grounds, the insights he had accumulated turned steadily into progress in his sword art.
Flashes of understanding sparked through his mind, and his progress with the Grand Void Yin-Yang Sword kept rising.
A long while passed.
[Grand Void Yin-Yang Sword experience +69] [...] [Grand Void Yin-Yang Sword experience +71]
Only when every notification returned to its usual gains did Jiang Ning stop moving.
Several breaths later—
The crisscrossing sword shadows vanished, and the courtyard, where the wind had been howling, fell still.
Only the longsword remained in Jiang Ning's hand, gleaming coldly in the dark.
[Skill]: Grand Void Yin-Yang Sword (Proficient 12737/20000)
Jiang Ning studied his panel and nodded with satisfaction in the darkness.
A few more rounds, and the Grand Void Yin-Yang Sword will reach minor mastery! Then I'll have caught up with Senior Sister Shen!
He slowly closed his eyes again.
At the Abyssal Gathering that night, he had eaten a great deal of spirit fruit and demonic beast meat, and drunk more spirit wine than he could count.
Now he could feel that the energy within him was nearly inexhaustible.
Especially after he had become a second-rank