Feel the Qi. Breathe. In. Out. Breath. Breath. Move the Qi. One step after another, continually directing the sword, moving his hands...
After only a day, Ye Chen comprehended the ninth routine “Shining in The Night”. Smoothly moving from stance to stance, the light flashing from the sword was just like the light reflected off a river under the moonlight. As for its combat prowess, it had reached the early stages of Middle-Ranked Mortal arts and was Ye Chen’s strongest move at the moment.
Mornings came, nights left, without noticing, three days had gone.
On that steep cliff, a human figure waved a sword and pointed towards the huge rock on the other side.
A light shone from a sword just like a mirror reflecting sunbeams.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...