If only I were really a man...
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The glow of the firewood pile inside the Daoist Temple was dim and heavy.
Su Bei gently wiped the two swords within the Sword Box, felt a brand-new energy coursing through his entire body, and murmured to himself, "The sword needs nurturing."
The Qingping Sword had become second nature to him, but when it came to the Missing Departure, his control was still somewhat lacking.
Within the myriad laws of the world, what countless cultivators sought after was the great immortality, the ability to never die. Cultivators who had achieved lesser immortality truly deserved the title "Immortal," taking the initial steps in "Achieving Dao." As for Sword Cultivators, the sword nurtured the person, and the person, in turn, nurtured the sword. The concept of becoming one with the sword might seem exaggerated. However, if one wished to reach the end of the cultivation path, they must, at the very least, cultivate their own Sword Spirit.
