"If only I were really a man..."
...
The glow from the pile of firewood in the Daoist Temple was dim.
Su Bei gently wiped the two swords in the Sword Box. Feeling a new surge of qi circulating throughout his body, he muttered to himself, "The sword must be nurtured."
The Qingping Sword was already at his command, but his control over the Missing Departure was still lacking.
The myriad methods of cultivation all lead to the same goal; since ancient times, the ultimate pursuit of countless cultivators has been achieving great longevity, to become undying.
Only a cultivator who achieves minor longevity truly deserves the title 'Immortal,' having initially 'Achieved Dao.' For Sword Cultivators, the sword nurtures the person, and the person nurtures the sword. It might not be as exaggerated as achieving complete unity with one's sword, but if one wishes to reach the apex of a cultivator's path, at the very least, a Sword Spirit must be nurtured.
A Sword Spirit of one's own.
