This remark was quite responsible, and Su Yu was somewhat tempted.
But thinking about the team atmosphere, he decided against it and replied:
"I think I'll pass. The team atmosphere doesn't suit me, and I feel pretty good on my own right now."
On the other end of the line, Fu Ping raised an eyebrow:
"Is your confidence really that overwhelming?"
He glanced at Su Yu's profile, noting that his innate attributes were less than 20.
"The attributes are average, but it doesn't mean he can't succeed."
Although he felt that Su Yu might not realize his limitations, he wouldn't and couldn't dampen Su Yu's current self-confidence. From past experience, newcomers who possess strong confidence from the start have a much higher probability of becoming top players compared to those who follow the team path.
It's not to say that teams can't produce top players, just that the probability is lower.
Teams require division of labor and coordinated combat, making it difficult to face various problems alone, which is not conducive to nurturing top players.
He chuckled softly and said:
"Since you have confidence, the guild certainly won't force you. That's fine, let's leave it at that."
"Also, in half a month, the guild's second main group will have a guild activity. The guild received a large guild mission from the Yuanjiang River God to eliminate a monster village in the Poisonous Mist Swamp, 6600 kilometers east of Thousand Feather City, that is not compliant with the Water God's jurisdiction. As a newcomer, you're not required to participate in guild activities for the first year, but if you're interested, you can apply to join and see the world. Are you interested in signing up?"
"Oh, I don't need to be on the battlefield, right?"
Fu Ping laughed and said:
"Of course not. You just follow along and watch. If you want to earn some guild contribution, you can take on some simple and safe logistics tasks."
"Then I'll join."
"Okay, I'll register you."
After saying that, he hung up the communication.
"They're quite lenient with newcomers!"
Su Yu smiled, turned right out the door, and prepared to head to the Chensha River to continue grinding monsters.
Just as he flew out of Thousand Feather City, a flash of white light caught his peripheral vision, and he saw a dazzling sword light rising into the sky not far away, trailing a sword arc stretching over a hundred meters long before disappearing in the blink of an eye, leaving a lingering trace in the void.
"A master!"
The speed was too fast.
Su Yu had been in the guild for a while, having seen countless players using Sword Control to travel high and low every day, but he had never seen a sword arc so long and fast, far superior.
"I will become a master like that in the future!"
Su Yu's heart was full of confidence, and he continued to drive the paper crane to set off.
Returning once again to the riverbank from a few days ago, he continued the long-lasting endeavor of leveling up.
While multitasking, he wielded the Three Yang Fan and Bing Fire Talisman to defeat the aquatic race creatures not far from the shore while recalling the scene he had just witnessed.
A sword arc is a residual image left during high-speed Sword Control flight; the faster the speed, the longer it extends. The longest he had seen others perform Sword Control for travel was only four to fifty meters, but today, seeing someone capable of drawing a sword arc over a hundred meters, one could only conclude that this person is a top-notch swordsmanship master, with extraordinarily powerful skills, possibly a Loose Immortal elder from the guild.
"Speaking of which, the flying sword style is stylish and powerful, should I give it a try to see if I have the talent for it?"
Even though his primary cultivation path is the Qi Refining Heart Skill, relying on the Qi Refining Skill for either achieving Dao or longevity, it doesn't mean he should focus solely on this aspect.
Whether it's longevity or achieving Dao, the journey is far. In between, one has to overcome numerous Great Celestial Tribulations, each more dangerous than the last.
Not to mention that along this long path of cultivation, in the quest for resources, there must inevitably be conflicts, necessitating sufficiently powerful means to protect one's path.
And sword cultivation is ranked as one of the top two means for safeguarding one's path.
The top ranking, naturally, is the fundamental Mana, Daoist techniques, and Divine Techniques.
But Daoist techniques and Divine Techniques come into play later; in the early to mid-stages, even late stages, in terms of pure destructive power, they can't compare to the Sword Dao, which primarily focuses on offense.
Su Yu kept this in mind, planning to buy a basic sword formula and a low-level flying sword to test whether he had the talent for it when he returned in the evening. If he lacked talent, so be it; if he did, he could consider dual cultivation.
With this thought in mind, he focused on combat.
Time passed unconsciously; when it turned noon, Su Yu put away the Three Yang Fan, flew to the shore, sat down on a pile of rocks, and took out a lunchbox from his personal space to eat.
Moving back and forth wastes too much time, so he packed a meal when he went out in the morning.
After a few bites, a small team of seven or eight people also training nearby flew down not far from him, where one person used a flying sword to smooth a rock, and another laid out numerous lunchboxes on the stone surface, soon arranging over a dozen dishes and a large pot, looking quite sumptuous.
"Hey, young man, want to join us for a meal?"
Su Yu, holding chopsticks, pointed to himself in surprise and said:
"Me?"
The man who spoke nodded with a smile:
"Who else would it be, apart from you?"
"Uh, this isn't really..."
"It's just a meal, no need to be polite."
"...Alright."
He shyly sat over.
"Are you a new member of the guild this year, young man?"
"Yes."
"Then why are you alone? Didn't you join a team?"
"I think being alone is pretty good too."
Qiao Bin laughed and said:
"It seems the young man has lofty ambitions!"
Su Yu smiled and continued eating.
Qiao Bin didn't pursue the topic further; he was just greeting a fellow guild member and then turned to chat with his teammates.
Just then, a muffled rumbling sound suddenly resonated in everyone's ears, an invisible force poured into their ears, making them deaf for a few seconds.
"What's going on?"
Qiao Bin stood up with a serious expression, rising into the air, with the others quickly following.