My Senior Brother Is Too Cautious

Qingfeng Mountain, Jade Void Palace, outer sect training ground. Under the blazing sun, a dozen outer sect disciples were sweating profusely as they wielded their longswords, practicing the most basic "Qingfeng Technique." Only one figure in the corner stood out. Li Changshou sat cross-legged on a cool, shady bluestone, his eyes slightly closed, his hands forming the hand seals for the Qi-guiding technique. His breathing was even and long, the spiritual energy flowing around his body slowly yet remarkably steadily, without a single bead of sweat on his forehead. He wore a faded yet clean outer sect disciple's robe, his face handsome, his eyes calm, and a faint, indifferent smile playing on his lips. He looked like...