Perfect Swordsmanship

"Swordplay? Aren't you going to help me clear my meridians or raise my Qi of True Essence or something like that?" Ling Chuxi was dumbfounded. Compared to martial techniques, the cultivation of True Essence was the actual base. Learning a sword style without the corresponding True Essence cultivation felt like putting the cart before the horse.

"With my current spiritual power, do you think I can?" Cang Yuan scoffed.

"Alright, but is one style really enough?" Ling Chuxi asked hesitantly. It was already so difficult for Cang Yuan to awaken, and if she really wanted him to help clear her meridians and raise her Qi of True Essence, he might need to sleep for a thousand years before awakening again. Who knows, his soul might even completely disappear after that.

However, just teaching her one style seemed too little. After all, Ling Chuxi firmly believed that you could definitely have too much of a good thing.