The Former Dynasty Great Yu, a Leisurely Half-Day

Early the next morning.

The first rays of dawn broke over the mountains, and mist drifted into the city.

The morning was cool.

Li Xian stretched, feeling utterly refreshed.

After a quick wash, he tied up his hair and put on his cap. He looked dashing and handsome. At the roadside, he bought two meat buns.

Their fragrant meat filling sent juices spilling out. Li Xian ate them with tea, finishing both and filling his stomach. He felt full of energy.

The constables at Martial Commandant Hall began their morning training at Chen Hour every day, never once slacking off. Now, all ten-odd of them had Inner Qi, with Zhang Hou's the most vigorous.

He had accumulated more than a dozen strands. Wang Wu came next. Though he had lost an arm, Li Xian had taught him the One-Armed Sea-Heaven Blade saber technique. It was a Basic Martial Arts technique, obtained at One Accord Manor.

To practice this art, one needed a disabled arm; congenital impairment was best, while an acquired injury was slightly less suitable. There were countless Strange Arts under Heaven.

Sounds of "Hah!" and "Hup!" rang from inside the hall. The previous night, Li Xian's Swordsmanship had broken through from Major Accomplishment to Perfection, though he was still far from Peak Mastery. Today, he had a rare chance to "slack off," so he set martial arts aside for the time being and instructed everyone in their practice.

"Raise your elbow half an inch."

"Pull your leg back and lift your hips."

Li Xian moved among them, his instructions concise and straight to the point. A few small adjustments to their postures brought their martial arts forward by leaps and bounds, as if they had entered a whole new world.

Li Xian said, "Keep practicing. Don't slack off."