"Train some more. I'll test your sword when you have 15% of your mind power." Wen Shao became anxious. If this sword dissipated, who knew when the next sword would be condensed without a specific comprehension?
"Let me test the sword."
Just as Wen Shao was feeling anxious, Cai Shaochu, who had already woken up and was cultivating with his eyes closed, suddenly spoke.
"Principal." Wen Shao was overjoyed.
Thirty seconds later, the Small God Slaying Sword that had consumed 30% of Wen Shao's mind power instantly blasted into Cai Shaochu's head without any resistance.
Cai Shaochu's body swayed slightly, and he revealed a pain expression. However, Wen Shao looked at Cai Shaochu expectantly, waiting for his feedback and comments.
