Constant practice every day brought about very good results. Although Sword Pill didn't advance, Zhou Wen's sword techniques really improved by leaps and bounds.
Although it wasn't as ferocious as his movement techniques, he could already be considered to have gained some basic mastery of the Sword Dao. It wasn't like the past where he only used a sword as a saber to slash at passers-by.
After practicing more, he found it fun. Although they were all swords, the usage and concept of different swords were different. Some very subtle things couldn't be understood just by looking at them. He had to experience them personally.
As he had truly put in hard work, be it his sword intent or the thirteen sword techniques, they were improving by leaps and bounds. Zhou Wen felt that the thirteen sword techniques were very likely the second divine skill he had mastered.
Seven days had passed, but the Seven Seas Dragon King remained motionless. It slept in the cave, which was a little different from what Zhou Wen had imagined.
Although Tyrant Behemoth had already pierced through the white liquid and discovered that they were in something similar to a stomach, it was useless if they couldn't save Qin Ling and company even if they could escape.
Therefore, Zhou Wen kept comforting Miya and getting her to continue waiting patiently.
However, Zhou Wen felt that it wasn't possible to just wait. Since the white liquid had been pierced through, Zhou Wen decided to release Primordial Spore to see if it could parasitize the Seven Seas Dragon King from the inside.
In theory, it seemed impossible for a Mythical Primordial Spore to parasitize a Terror-grade Seven Seas Dragon King.
However, Zhou Wen felt that it wasn't completely impossible for Primordial Spore. After all, it was currently in the Seven Seas Dragon King's body. This was a huge advantage. Furthermore, the Seven Seas Dragon King was in a deep slumber. All aspects of his body were at their lowest state, so perhaps Primordial Spore had a chance.
The tiny Primordial Spore flew out of the Seven Seas Dragon King's stomach and quickly landed on the inner wall of a particular organ like a speck of dust.
The Seven Seas Dragon King's organs were still heaving evenly without any abnormalities. Only then did Zhou Wen heave a sigh of relief. Although he didn't know if the parasitism would succeed, from the looks of it, Primordial Spore hadn't been discovered.
Zhou Wen continued waiting. If Primordial Spore could successfully parasitize him, it would undoubtedly be great news for him.
What followed was another long wait. Zhou Wen spent every day grinding dungeons to train. His sword intent constantly became stronger, and his sword techniques seemed to be aided by God.
In Zhou Wen's mind, he remembered the characteristics and usage of different swords. Furthermore, he vaguely sensed that Sword Pill was showing signs of advancing.
Three thousand sword intents needed to be matched with three thousand swords. Most of the sword intents could be found in the Ancient Sword Tomb.
However, there were quite a few sword intents that did not resonate in the Ancient Sword Tomb.
Zhou Wen didn't know if it was because his sword intent wasn't strong enough to trigger those high-level swords or if there were no ancient swords with similar sword intent in the Ancient Sword Tomb.
Zhou Wen thought for a moment and felt that the former was more likely. Therefore, he planned on raising his sword intent level.
Although the Sword Intent originated from the Sword Art, it could only be comprehended and not practiced. If one could comprehend it, perhaps it would only take a moment to improve.
However, if one did not comprehend it in their heart, even if they practiced for ten years, they might not be able to improve at all.
It's definitely impossible to train hard, but if I don't train, I won't be able to understand the true intent in the sword. Naturally, I won't be able to comprehend the Sword Intent. What should I do? Zhou Wen thought for a moment and thought of a solution that wasn't really a solution.
He first used the three thousand sword intents to resonate with the ancient swords before pulling out the ancient swords that hadn't resonated. Although he might encounter low-level swords, he might also encounter Mythical swords. If that happened, he would narrow the range of finding Mythical swords.
In the process of fighting high-level swords, he could comprehend his own Sword Intent.
He drew his sword, fought, drew his sword, and fought again. Zhou Wen kept repeating this process.
"What's that thing you play all day?" Miya had been observing Zhou Wen for many days. Although she wasn't interested in human games, this place was just too boring, so she couldn't help but ask when she saw that Zhou Wen was gaming on his phone.
"Well, it's a phone game. I can kill monsters to obtain experience and equipment," Zhou Wen explained.
Upon hearing Zhou Wen's words, Miya's expression turned odd. She didn't think of herself as a monster in the past, nor could she understand why Qin Ling was so vexed because she had the Golden Dragon bloodline.
However, after hearing Zhou Wen's unintentional words today, Miya suddenly understood why Qin Ling cared about the dragon bloodline. This was because she felt somewhat uncomfortable.
"Do you want to play?" Zhou Wen asked Miya.
"No need." Miya shook her head and sat back on her cushion to watch a television series. However, she couldn't immerse herself in it. She was somewhat dazed.
Zhou Wen didn't know what Miya was thinking. He was still constantly practicing his swordplay in-game.
This was already the eleventh day since Zhou Wen and company entered the Seven Seas Dragon King. The Seven Seas Dragon King was still asleep, but Zhou Wen received a signal that delighted him.
Primordial Spore had successfully parasitized it. Although it was only a preliminary parasitization and it would still take some time to truly control the Seven Seas Dragon King, this was already very good news for Zhou Wen.
I hope there's still time. The last time Zhou Wen eavesdropped on the conversation between Dragon Granny and the man, he knew that if Qin Ling drank that thing, she would reach a mature state in half a month. When the time came, the man would extract Qin Ling's bloodline and create something that could turn humans into dragons.
Zhou Wen had to save Qin Ling before that happened. He didn't know if becoming a human dragon was good or bad, but humans had the right to choose. Zhou Wen felt that such a forced mutation was a little overboard. At the very least, he didn't want to become a Dragonman.
Would it be better to become a Catman? Zhou Wen thought to himself that if he had to choose to transform, he would rather become a cat. At least it wouldn't be that ugly.
"Do you know sword arts?" Zhou Wen suddenly asked Miya one day.
"No." Miya shook her head and asked curiously, "Why are you suddenly asking this?"
"If you know sword arts, I want to see your sword intent." After practicing for so many days, Zhou Wen felt that his sword art had reached a bottleneck. If he could improve further, his sword art should be able to break through to the Mythical stage.
However, this bottleneck clearly wasn't that easy to break through. Furthermore, time was indeed too short. It hadn't been many days since he began practicing seriously.
"The concepts in the world are interconnected. Although I don't know sword arts, I can show you my concept if you want to see it," Miya said.
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