Yan Chuan was like a mouse that fell into a grain pot, speaking and eating freely, thoroughly enjoying himself.
The martial arts lecture on the city wall gathered a wave of insights, equivalent to him immersing in cultivation for over a year.
"Awesome, awesome, awesome!"
Yan Chuan was bursting with passion.
However, progress in the Seventh Realm and Eighth Realm was too slow.
Even when conducting martial arts lectures over Guangming City for millions of soldiers and civilians, the Eight Realms Ultimate Skill only increased by one or two skill points painfully, and the Seven Realm Absolute Skills progressed albeit slowly, but still in tiny increments.
One reason was that Yan Chuan's mastery of these divine skills and absolute skills was too high, making progress even more difficult, and the level of millions of soldiers and civilians was too low.
