Having come to a profound realization of his own weakness, Chen Fan felt both pressure and a considerable boost in motivation.
He returned to his own palace.
Within the enormous training ground, Chen Fan stood quietly at the center, his eyes tightly shut as though pondering something.
A moment later, he opened his eyes and slashed out with his sword.
"Supreme!"
The blade cut through the air, raising a sharp whistle.
Yet Chen Fan frowned deeply and shook his head. "Not right."
Even with the help of his idle cultivation talent, Chen Fan had only grasped the barest surface of this sword strike.
"No rush. Take it slow..."
With his idle cultivation talent, having seen enough, he could reproduce another person's swordsmanship on his own.
But with his current experience, merely seeing it once was not enough for him to completely learn it. He would still need to spar and exchange blows many more times before he could possibly learn more.
"Unfortunately, I'm too weak. There's no way I can force Chuan Jiu to use stronger power and techniques..."
He did not believe Chuan Jiu possessed only these three sword techniques.
His heart itched unbearably, but he quickly shook his head.
"I haven't even learned the seven great swordsmanship divine abilities, much less other lower-tier Great Dao-level sword arts... Once my strength improves, I'll have chances to witness Chuan Jiu's true Sword Dao sooner or later."
In the days that followed.
Feng Jiaojiao often held gatherings as well, inviting all sorts of geniuses to attend.
They were not even limited to the Tenth Tower Realm. The geniuses would occasionally go to the Chaos Sea for amusement.
With so many top experts together, unless they encountered an existence on the level of a Demon God King, there naturally would not be