"So similar."
Looking at the harmonious and tranquil scene of one man and two swords, Chunyu Cultivator felt as if bitter wine was coursing through his heart, but could only force a smile.
After all, he is the true disciple of the Sword Sect, everything must prioritize the bigger picture.
A promising young Daoist like this one, who could catch up with Senior Brother Kou, is more important than anything else.
Since ancient times, the legacy of incense and the continuation of teachings have been the foundation of the Upper Sect's presence in the world.
Great sects and noble families never fear the decline and decay of one or two generations; as long as the Mountain Gate remains, and disciples endure, there will eventually come a day of revival.
The calamity of Turbid Tide, worse than any natural disaster, lies in its ability to corrupt human hearts and sully divine mechanisms.
