"If only I were truly a man..."
If only I were truly a man...
The heap of firewood within the Daoist Temple glowed dimly.
Su Bei gently wiped the two swords in the Sword Box, feeling a completely new stream of Qi coursing throughout his body. He murmured, "The sword must be nurtured."
The Qingping Sword was already second nature to him, but when it came to the Missing Departure, his control was significantly weaker.
All laws under heaven change ceaselessly but adhere to the same underlying principle. Since ancient times, countless cultivators have sought immortality, the "great longevity."
A cultivator who has achieved "little longevity" truly deserves the title of "Immortal," having initially "Achieved Dao." For Sword Cultivators, the sword nurtures the man, and the man nurtures the sword. While it's not as if one can literally become one with the sword, to reach the apex of cultivation, one must at least nurture a Sword Spirit—a Sword Spirit belonging to oneself.
