The next morning, after he got up early, Lu Chuan came to the Gu family's back garden to continue his swordsmanship training.
He had barely touched a sword before, and his experience with sword art was minimal. If he wanted to master the use of the precious sword now, he had to start training hard.
After a session of practice, Lu Chuan put away the bronze sword and took a pink handkerchief from Gu Xiaorou, wiping the sweat beads from his forehead.
"Your progress is much faster than I imagined," Gu Xiaorou said, "When I first practiced the basic sword moves, it took me a week before I could practice the rank-advancing sword technique."
Gu Xiaosang was still eating fruit next to him, watching Lu Chuan practice his swordsmanship.
"Are you going to laze around for another day? If you don't start cultivating now, your skills will begin to regress," Gu Xiaorou reminded her, walking up to Gu Xiaosang.
