When Shi Xiaole emerged from his retreat again,
Purple Wood Sword Emperor called out, "My dear brother, the path of Martial Arts is long and arduous, and chances come by fate, not force. Focus all your energy on enlightenment for now. We'll have plenty of opportunities to spar in the future."
Others cast a sidelong glance at Purple Wood Sword Emperor, filled with disdain, while also dissuading Shi Xiaole.
On one hand, everyone felt somewhat embarrassed; on the other, they were aware of their own limitations. Continuing the fights wouldn't be of much benefit.
"In that case, let's postpone it to later."
Shi Xiaole didn't insist. With his current strength, others present could hardly compare; continuing the competition seemed to have little meaning, and it was better to seek personal enlightenment.
Nodding to everyone, Shi Xiaole returned to the Floating Life Tower.
Time flew swiftly by.
Another two months passed.
On the third floor of Floating Life Tower,
