Qi Chuan extended both hands and solemnly took over the three-foot black sword from Situ Jiang's hands.
"The Supreme Elder, in his wisdom, knows that you are now the only Core Formation True Master of our Wind Moon Sect. Since you have now achieved Core Formation, it is only fitting that you inherit his mantle." Situ Jiang watched Qi Chuan's scene of receiving the sword with a smile.
Qi Chuan nodded.
He looked down at the three-foot black sword in his hand and gently stroked it, immediately feeling a warm sensation transmitting through his skin.
This sword was not cold and sharp, but rather emitted a warm aura.
What might be the name of Master Ancestor's sword?
"No matter what, I will carry you to the pinnacle of the great path!"
Deep in Qi Chuan's eyes, there was firmness beyond measure, silently speaking to himself.
His master's advice was for him to go as far as possible on the path of Cultivation Immortality.
