Day after day, with persistence, Ye Xuan had mastered this Body Cultivation Technique to the utmost level. Performing the entire set without a single hitch, it flowed seamlessly and appeared exceptionally smooth.
Ye Xuan wiped away the sweat and turned to Little Cloud, smiling as he asked, "How about it, Little Cloud? Notice any issues now?"
"I did!" Little Cloud replied earnestly, "The cultivation technique Dad practices is too rigid. If it were softer, the effect would definitely improve!"
"Oh?" Ye Xuan chuckled, "And how can it be softer?"
"I don't know," Little Cloud scratched her head, "But my old dad seemed to say that all things in the world should balance hardness and softness, neither too hard nor too soft. What you practiced just now was too fierce!"
Ye Xuan paused for a moment, then laughed, "Did your old dad ever say that all roads lead to Rome, whether too hard or too soft, when mastered to the utmost, can reach the pinnacle and be unmatched in the world?"
