"Changsheng, have you... have you successfully nurtured your Sword Dao Seed?"
Three Sword Dao Seeds.
His own seed had been nurtured for over a hundred years but had only developed a slight amount of Sword Qi.
Yet since he last gifted the Sword Dao Seed to the other party, just over ten years had passed; could Fu Changsheng truly be a Sword Dao genius?
Fu Changsheng wanted to inquire about this matter:
"Uncle Feng, after I returned, I followed your instruction to plant the Sword Dao Seed in the Lower Dantian. An unusual event occurred as the Sword Dao Seed devoured tens of thousands of Spirit Stones in my room on its own, but aside from its vibrant color, it showed no other changes."
Shangguan Feng paused in surprise.
Shaking his head, he said:
"When Hongyu and I planted our Sword Dao Seeds, nothing like that happened to us. Changsheng, could you summon your Sword Dao Seed?"
Of course, there was no issue.
Fu Changsheng concentrated his thoughts.
Buzz!
