After speaking with Lu Wanshan for a while longer, Chu Zhiyuan took his leave and returned to his small courtyard. Sitting down, he carefully pondered what Lu Wanshan had said.
Once he became famous, the benefits would be immense. The most important of them was Faith Power.
The stronger his Faith Power, the greater the power the Golden Sword could unleash.
Could the Golden Sword not aid his cultivation? Could it not push him to a higher realm?
He remembered that after Li Hongzhao obtained the Emperor's Sword, her cultivation had soared dramatically.
Was it simply that it could not break through the limit?
He had not yet reached his limit. Was the Spirit Venerable realm the limit?
He pondered and pondered again, when suddenly a string in his heart trembled.
At the Heavenly Sword Branch Courtyard, a Flying Dagger was embedded in the beam above the small pavilion, buried to its hilt.
A young man arrived outside Chu Zhiyuan's courtyard and knocked softly on the door. In a low voice, he said, "Junior Brother Chu, Junior Brother Chu, Chief Administrator Huang has arrived."
His voice was so low that it was like a whisper, not an announcement.
He had clearly received instructions to avoid disturbing Chu Zhiyuan's cultivation.
After pausing for a moment, he knocked again and said quietly, "Junior Brother Chu, Junior Brother Chu, Chief Administrator Huang has arrived."
Chu Zhiyuan flashed into the courtyard and said softly, "Please invite Chief Administrator Huang in."
"Yes." The young man let out a breath of relief, cupped his fists in acknowledgment, and turned to leave.
With his hands behind his back, Chu Zhiyuan paced about as he began brewing tea, using his cultivation to speed up the boiling.
He did not need to guess Huang Zhengyang's purpose.
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