Two hours later, Tianming emerged from the barrier, looking really haggard.

"Young man, how does it feel to take what it has to offer?" Ouyang Jianwang said, sitting with his legs crossed.

"Quite refreshing," Tianming said.

"Wow, you're even boasting. Come and let me see if you managed to even absorb one strand of tribulation sword ki."

"One? That's impossible."

"Weak," Ouyang Jianwang said derisively. "Young people these days are pathetic. They can't even take one bit of hardship. Back in my day, I—"

Before he managed to finish, he saw the dozen strands of tribulation sword ki in Tianming's hand. No, there were fifteen in total, each one stronger than his Myriad-Demise Sword.

"What the hell?! Why’d you pretend to fail?!" Ouyang Jianwang snapped.

"Sorry, it's a habit."

"Amazing. I knew my judgment wasn't mistaken.... Wait, were you only there for two hours? Doesn't that mean you could’ve absorbed even more if you had the time?" Ouyang Jianwang said,...