It wasn't growing weaker. Its edges were being honed.
The sensation was subtle.
She closed her eyes and quietly sat down.
She remained seated for seven hours.
Chen Hao set up a square table outside the Sword-Listening Hall and sat there for the full seven hours.
He brewed a pot of tea and studied the crisscrossing sword marks on the plaza, with nothing much to do.
The Sword Intent inside the Sword-Listening Hall... did nothing for him.
It was like an adult standing beside a kindergarten slide.
Seven hours later, Chen Siyao and Yang Wanqing emerged. The moment Yang Wanqing came out, she crouched on the ground and rubbed her temples, hissing several times.
"My brain hurts..."
"That's normal." Chen Siyao was in slightly better shape, though the spot between her brows was a little red too. "Our divine sense has been honed for seven hours. That's equivalent to seven straight hours of intense mental work."
"But it worked!" Yang Wanqing sprang up. "Yaoyao, can you feel it? My divine sense is sharper! Before, everything I sensed was one big blur. Now..."
She gestured with her hand. "It's a line! Like a sword!"
Chen Siyao nodded. She felt the same thing.
The live chat went wild.
"You can hone your divine sense in just seven hours?"
"This place is ridiculous!"
“Sword Cultivator! I want to cultivate the sword!”
“Can any cultivators tell me how to become a Sword Cultivator? Waiting online! Urgent!”
“Where on Blue Star can I find a Sword Cultivator legacy? I'm going to find a master today!”
Chen Siyao looked at the comments and smiled helplessly.
These people always talked faster than they acted.
The next day, Chen Siyao and Yang Wanqing spent another entire day at the Golden Palace Cloud Sect.
They didn't limit themselves to