He had mastered both the Wind-Riding Art and the Flying Sword Technique.
Chen Yu tested them and discovered that once he mastered these Martial Skills, they seemed to go straight to the "major accomplishment" level.
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When he used the Wind-Riding Art, for example, the spiritual power beneath his feet interacted continuously with the wind. Every step was incredibly light. He could even tread on grass tips, water, or brittle branches to propel himself forward for short bursts, and he could stay airborne far longer when he jumped.
The Flying Sword Technique allowed his sword to follow wherever his mind directed it. The flying sword was swift as a startled swan, its cold gleam flashing.
"It's just a shame I can only control the flying sword within a hundred feet."
"But that's enough."
"I'm only a Qi Refining cultivator right now. Once my cultivation improves, perhaps I'll be able to send my flying sword a thousand miles to take someone's miserable life!"
He secured the Standard Longsword on his back.
Upper right to lower left.
The scabbard was facing the correct direction.
The sword tassel was fully exposed, with no violations.
Chen Yu picked up the rope the longsword had finally severed. Not littering was a fine virtue possessed by every disciple of the Dao Sect.
Back at his residence, Chen Yu began recalling the written description of the Heavenly Blade Art: "Metal governs killing, its nature keen and sharp. Draw qi into the lungs and refine intent into an edge. Gathered, it pierces the unyielding; dispersed, it severs sharp rays. Circulating through the heavens, it destroys all things..."
That was the opening passage.
Skip it.
He went straight to the cultivation method for