Noticing Yi Yun’s gaze, Cang Yan knit his eyebrows, “Kid, you cannot be interested in the sword tomb…”
Yi Yun hesitated because he did not know what to say.
He knew that the truths in the sword and saber tombs were something sages of various generations had trouble understanding a tinge of it, let alone learning both at the same time.
Cang Yan gave Yi Yun an odd glance, “Rotten rascal, I’m warning you. Don’t go crazy on me! It was rare for me to see you have such talent on the way of the saber, don’t waste it!”
“By being able to gain insight into the Saber Truth’s 32 Words’ saber truth, it proves you have an extraordinary keen sense in the saber truths. But the more keen you are on the saber truths, the lesser your senses will be for the sword truths.” Cang Yan exhorted Yi Yun. If an average person had talent in one type of weapon and they managed to go far using it, it would be impressive. Cang Yan had never heard of a person reaching the far extremes in the use of two different weapons!
“Can’t the way of the saber and sword be taken to the extreme together? Then the sword and saber tomb…”
Yi Yun suddenly realized that there was a possibility the sword and saber tombs were the works of a single person.
If that was true, to what extent did that person reach in his martial arts attainment?
Of course, Yi Yun did not say his thoughts, or Cang Yan might have an outburst. He obediently entered the saber tomb, but the thought of entering the sword tomb when he had the chance rooted itself deeply in Yi Yun’s mind…
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At the same time as Yi Yun entered the saber tomb, Li Hong was meditating in an expensive cultivation room.
Swirls of Yuan Qi condensed into a visible flow before they entered Li Hong’s body.
With the inflow of Yuan Qi, Li Hong’s muscles began to swell up like waves.
Li Hong clenched his fists. He wanted to use the cultivation from that night to push his condition to its highest point. At the same time, he also tried to consolidate his soon-to-be Yuan foundation cultivation level.
Li Hong had several speculations about Yi Yun’s hidden strength.
There was no way Yi Yun could hide his cultivation level. He was definitely at the peak of the middle-stages of Purple Blood. A person who had their Heaven’s Eye opened had looked into it for him.
It was also impossible for Yi Yun to have an Aspect Totem as he never went into the wilderness to hunt desolate beasts.
Yi Yun might have hidden his cultivation techniques or laws, but with the insight of a Purple Blood realm warrior, it was definitely not going to be a heaven defying thing.
Li Hong had even envisioned that even if Chu Xiaoran’s understanding of the laws had been implanted in Yi Yun’s body, Yi Yun was still not his match.
Taking a step back, he considered the possibility of Yi Yun having secretly learned a powerful cultivation technique. But even if Yi Yun were to learn something like the ‘Star Picking Hand’ or secret techniques that belonged to a duke-class family, Li Hong still believed that he could beat Yi Yun!
Furthermore, with Yi Yun’s background, where could he obtain a cultivation technique that was at the duke-class level?
No matter how much he calculated or envisioned it, this battle was a sure-win!
Li Hong’s eyes flashed as he clenched his fingernails deep into his flesh. He had an extreme desire to win the battle tomorrow.
An uneventful night passed. Both Yi Yun and Li Hong worked hard. The upcoming battle was too important to them.
Next morning, when the sun rose, the cultivators in the Tai Ah Divine City woke up and began to arrive in the arena in streams.
The number of spectators who came today was even higher than the day Yi Yun fought Chu Xiaoran.
People were looking forward to know the results of Yi Yun and Li Hong’s huge bet.