Xu Xiaoshou decided that if he were to allocate 50000 points to “Sword Technique Expertise,” it would definitely become something awesome that he could use for a killer move of sorts at key moments.
Yet, he definitely couldn’t afford to do that at present. If he were to make a breakthrough into master swordsman level, he would definitely be in a very dangerous situation.
“Su Qianqian is such a genius, and she’s yet to reach this level, whereas I just joined the Inner Yard a few days ago and have already reached it. Yeah, I’m still fundamentally an Outer Yard disciple. Becoming a master swordsman is just ridiculous.”
“It would catch too much attention.
“Even if I have Elder Sang backing me, I can hardly be considered safe.
“Furthermore, there’s just no telling if that old fart is stable. What if he just goes crazy all of a sudden and wants to dissect his disciple—me—instead?
Xu Xiaoshou felt that the likelihood was rather high.
There were 50000 points left, and he wondered where he could put these points.
He thought about it long and hard. The remaining skills all served their own unique purposes, so it was difficult for him to decide at the moment.
With the others being more or less of the same importance, he could only return to his most fundamental passive technique, yet he quickly dismissed the thought.
His training didn’t actually have much to do with the level of his Breathing Technique. On the surface, it wasn’t hard to tell that the higher the levels of his passive skills, the faster he could level up.
Yet, that wasn’t actually how things worked. Cultivation resources were still the key.
While his Breathing Techniques were useful enough for absorbing ambient spiritual energy, he still had to suck in some other things, like Spiritual Cultivation Pills, Spirit Cultivation Juice, Red Gold Pills, Infernal Fire Seeds, and so on.
Regardless if any of those could actually help further his training, there was no doubt that anything that contained a good bit of spiritual energy would have a portion of it converted into his powers when they were absorbed into his body.
As such, despite the level of his Breathing Techniques not being all that high to begin with, he was nonetheless able to make breakthroughs at such a breakneck speed that anyone would’ve been astonished at his rate of progress.
“Getting from Spirit Cultivation Level three to Innate Level seemed to have taken me less than a month, I guess…”
He was feeling rather sheepish. If someone had pondered this, they would’ve quickly discovered that something was off with him.
He wasn’t the Eighth Sword Deity, and he didn’t think for a second that he had what it took to resist all those who bore him ill will.
“Well, if there’s no actual need to upgrade…” He took a look at the mall and the passive keys, which had gotten more expensiv
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