Ningxin Garden.
Su Qing sat in the small pavilion, watching as Li Nuo patiently taught Jiaren and Yiren swordsmanship.
If he could only teach them one style of swordsmanship, there was no doubt that he would be harming them.
But if he could teach for a moment, he could teach for a lifetime, and if he could bring them all the way to Grandmaster level, she had nothing to say.
What's the use of teaching someone to fish rather than just giving them the fish? If one could be given fish for a lifetime, who would want to endure the hardship of catching them themselves?
At a certain moment, a faint ripple of True Qi emanated from Song Yiren's body.
Su Qing knew that her Shangqing Swordsmanship had finally made minor achievements.
She had been practicing Shangqing Swordsmanship for more than ten years, her foundation was incredibly solid, all that was lacking was that final spark of enlightenment.
