The crow also sized up the old and young figures under the tree, feeling that their relationship... had finally improved a bit, with a sense of increased trust.
Old Yao said, "Didn't you cultivate the Sword Seed Path? Let me see your Sword Qi."
"Alright," Chen Ji activated the Sword Qi within his body, navigating through the meridians until it finally shot out from the tip of his right finger and struck the ground.
It stirred up some dust.
"Heh," Old Yao snorted with amusement, "Turns out a person does indeed crack a smile when they're speechless. She Dengke's fart has more force than your Sword Qi. Liu Quxing just won't do—he always has those lackluster farts."
"...You're too harsh, Master. Haven't I just started cultivating less than 'two hours'?"
