Ye Tian was disdainful and didn't bother with her.
"What, you think my experience is too shallow, don't you? I'm offering advice out of goodwill, you can take it or leave it. Finger skills are powerful, but have you never considered why you feel so depleted after using them? Every finger skill, especially the more formidable ones, consume a tremendous amount of Inner Strength. If you don't want to sabotage yourself, it would be best to practice some additional techniques."
Watching her leave, Ye Tian pursed his lips, but in his heart, he acknowledged her point. Those two moves of Panchen Finger did indeed use up a lot of Essence Qi, not to mention the third finger that could knock him out cold.
Ye Tian's left hand caressed the frosty, jet-black scabbard, fingers inching along, while his right hand slowly drew the sword from inside. The blade was also made of jet-black Mystic Iron, emitting an extreme chill that made Ye Tian shiver.
What in the world is this material made of?
