Only after ensuring that Xiao Yan could quietly comprehend the essence within it did Yao Lao speak slowly. "I never expected this. Cultivation has always depended on chance encounters. Your junior brother not only stumbled upon one, but knew how to seize it. Now we shall see whether he can master it."
"Hehe, I'm sure my junior brother will have no trouble."
Yao Lao said nothing more. He stood quietly beside Xiao Fan atop the towering tree, watching Xiao Yan swing his ruler in the distant sea of trees.
At that moment, Xiao Yan seemed like a tiny boat amid towering waves. Within the sea of trees, the enormous Xuan Heavy Ruler trembled gently as he swung it.
A moment later, Xiao Yan abruptly stopped moving and stood rooted to the spot, utterly motionless.
An indescribable, wondrous aura slowly emanated from Xiao Yan. He held the enormous Xuan Heavy Ruler in his hand without letting it fall.
Time slowly slipped by. More than two hours passed, with Xiao Yan standing motionless like a statue. Only the Xuan Heavy Ruler clenched in his right hand gave an occasional faint tremor...
The profound aura surrounding Xiao Yan grew increasingly dense. As a breeze brushed past him, he opened his eyes, a glimmer of understanding seeming to flash within them.
Then his motionless figure suddenly moved. Raising his right hand, he swung the weighty Xuan Heavy Ruler freely, his movements growing faster and faster.
Gradually, the Xuan Heavy Ruler, which had initially moved through only small arcs, enveloped his entire figure. Every cleave and slash, every thrust and rising sweep flowed naturally into the next move.
There was not the slightest pause between his movements. Though they seemed utterly spontaneous, they formed an unbreakable, seamless whole.
As the Xuan Heavy Ruler danced, fierce