All Law Techniques as Swords

Before the hour of the Rat had ended, Leng Yiming had already brought Leng Wuyou back to Lingyun Upper Court.

Leng Yiming withdrew her protective sword light and floated gracefully down into the courtyard. Freed from the sword light's restraints, Leng Wuyou could not help breathing a sigh of relief. "Master, when will I reach the third rank?"

Never mind anything else-the ability to fly through the sky on a sword at the third rank alone filled her with envy.

"You have excellent talent, which makes it all the more important to build a solid foundation. The sixth rank, fifth rank, fourth rank-every step forges the foundation of your cultivation."

Leng Yiming said calmly, "You needn't compare yourself to Zhou Wuji. He's already twenty-five. Although he advanced to the fourth rank easily this time, that was also thanks to the Northern Emperor's stellar power. Skipping the process of refinement and arduous cultivation might not be a good thing for him."

"Master, does the Northern Emperor really bestow blessings on mortals?"

Although Leng Wuyou had witnessed stellar power descending from the nine heavens, its grandeur vast, magnificent, and unfathomable, she had neither seen the Northern Emperor appear nor sensed the presence of an intelligent being.

The stellar power descending from the nine heavens had seemed more like some natural phenomenon, like a plunging waterfall or an erupting mountain flood.

However tremendous its force, without an intelligent consciousness controlling it, it was merely the mighty power of nature.

Yet this stellar power had blessed Zhou Wuji with such precision that some consciousness must have controlled it.

Leng Wuyou could not make sense of it no matter how she tried. She gazed at her master with her large eyes, hoping to find an answer.

"Perhaps he does, perhaps he doesn't."

Leng Yiming shook