"If I were really a man, that would be nice..."
The pile of firewood inside the Daoist Temple emitted a dim, sinking light.
As Su Bei gently cleaned the two swords in the Sword Box, feeling a new stream of Qi coursing through all of his bones, he muttered to himself, "The sword must be nurtured."
The Qingping Sword had already become second nature to him, but when it came to the Missing Departure, he still fell short in control.
Among the myriad laws of the world that ever change, the ultimate pursuit of countless cultivators has always been great immortality, the escape from death. Only cultivators who achieve lesser immortality are truly worthy of the title 'Immortal,' having initially 'achieved Dao.' For a Sword Cultivator, while there's no such exaggerated concept as becoming one with the sword, one must nurture a Sword Spirit at the very least if one wishes to reach the end of the cultivator's path. A Sword Spirit of one's own.
