If only I were really a man...
The light from the pile of firewood in the Daoist Temple was dim and heavy.
Su Bei gently wiped the two swords in the Sword Box, feeling the new surge of energy traveling through his meridians, and murmured to himself, "The sword needs to be nurtured."
To him, the Qingping Sword was already second nature, but for the Missing Departure, control was still somewhat lacking.
All techniques in the world follow the same principle. What countless cultivators have sought since ancient times is the great immortality that prevents death.
Cultivators who achieve the lesser immortality truly deserve the title of "Immortal," having initially "Achieved Dao." For sword cultivators, the sword nurtures the person, and the person nurtures the sword. Although it's not as exaggerated as becoming one with the sword, if they want to reach the pinnacle of cultivation, they must at least nurture a Sword Spirit.
A Sword Spirit of their own.
