Seeing his granddaughter fully immersed into the sword art manual, Qin Yun did not interrupt her. He looked up into the sky.
When he figured out the Seven Stars Great Dao, it was the night in early summer. The sky was covered in stars and there were croaking frogs.
Now, it was already early autumn. There was a constant drizzle.
With a thought from him, the rain that fell down from above was made to divert so as to not affect his granddaughter.
"The breakthrough of the Seven Stars Great Dao has indeed elevated my strength, but it cannot be considered a true improvement." Qin Yun understood this point very well. Compared to the perfect Great Dao existences, the gap between him and them remained huge. Even his defenses which he was most proud of would be given a little more weight by the perfect Great Dao existences.
"To make a big improvement, I need to figure out the Great Dao of Man.
"Great Dao of Man…"
