"I'll use my swordsmanship to its fullest against you, and your task is to do everything you can to defeat me. That's our lesson for today. Once you can defeat me at full strength through your own ability, Ziyan and I will try fighting you together."
It was rare for Ji Juechen to say so much at once, and he looked a little unaccustomed to it. Unlike Tan Yunlong and Ling Tian, he showed no hint of condescension as he spoke. He sounded as though he were simply discussing something perfectly ordinary.
Ji Juechen was an absolute oddity in the Precision-Control Soul Tool Department. His martial soul had originally been an utterly unremarkable longsword, and his innate soul power was only rank three. His aptitude was so poor that he could barely cultivate, with seemingly no hope of ever reaching the Soul King realm.
Yet ever since awakening his martial soul, he had fallen in love with the sword in his hand. After more than twenty years of grueling cultivation, this rank-three-born good-for-nothing had defied the heavens and forced his way into the Soul Emperor realm. He was truly a living legend.
Unlike the other students in the Precision-Control Soul Tool Department, he did not pursue soul tools to improve his speed, strength, or soul power. His only external aid was a piece of extraterrestrial meteoric iron he had obtained from some unknown source. For over ten years, he had painstakingly worked it with his soul power, day after day, until it had actually taken the shape of a longsword.
Through his own insights, he had even transformed his tangible longsword martial soul into formless, intangible energy that could merge with the meteoric iron sword in his hand.
With nothing but a longsword, Ji Juechen was virtually unrivaled in close