Shi Xiaole had rented the most luxurious inn in town. After taking a comfortable bath, he changed into a brand new, light-colored shirt and sat cross-legged on the bed.
For the past two months, he did not slack off in his martial arts practice. Although his cultivation level showed no signs of breakthrough, it had still improved by a significant margin.
In terms of martial arts skills, his progress was even more pronounced.
As for the Death Claiming Fifteen-Sword Technique, he had mastered seventy percent of the first thirteen moves, fifty percent of the fourteenth move, and he even seemed to have grasped the essence of the seemingly impossible fifteenth move.
The current Shi Xiaole, apart from defeating a seventh tier Xuan Qi practitioner, could even take down a practitioner of the eighth tier with ease. If he were to spar with Guan Qingying, who was at the same cultivation level, he would easily defeat her within ten moves.
Late into the night,
