Ye Nantian

Several days later, on Mount Tianping.

Inside a mansion built like a martial arts hall.

Li Nanshu finished her breathing exercises and looked ahead.

Giant ships lay across the harbor. All of Fragrant Sea's splendor spread out below her.

The sea breeze surged in, setting her loose training robes snapping.

Truth be told, A Wen had surprised her.

In half a year, he had gone from an ordinary person to Snake Muscle. Even some with a Superior Physique had done no better.

Whether he had taken drugs or not, their results were the same for now.

And since A Wen had defeated Longlegs Seven, his Combat Method must have played a part. That meant his Comprehension was good.

Li Nanshu recalled their recent gathering of old friends. She had watched A Wen's emotions and sensed no trace of Medicine Poison invading him.

Ding Sheng, by contrast, had taken medicine only as far as Purple Membrane, yet he already showed clear signs of Medicine Poison contamination. He could no longer control his emotions freely.

Others might not understand why. Li Nanshu did.

It meant A Wen's Martial Will was far beyond that of an ordinary person, too.

A faint smile touched Li Nanshu's lips.

She turned around.

At some point, a middle-aged man in a dark teal Daoist robe had appeared behind her, standing perfectly still.

Her expression shifted slightly. She bowed. "Master."

He was Ye Nantian, master of Southern Sky Martial Hall, chairman of the Fragrant Sea Martial Arts Hall Association, and a grandmaster of the Southern Sky Style.

Ye Nantian said, "Nan Shu, how is your practice of the Sword Technique I taught you?"

Li Nanshu smiled. "Master, I've achieved Great Mastery."

Ye Nantian nodded slightly. "Though you joined last, I've devoted no less effort to you than to