In this age of waning Dharma, cultivating the sword was difficult. Not every sword practitioner could be called a sword cultivator; only those who cultivated Sword Qi could earn that title!
But cultivating Sword Qi was merely the lowest standard. Only by mastering an artistic conception could one be called an unparalleled genius.
The First Realm: unity of man and sword. Man and sword became one, the sword becoming a part of oneself, perfectly fluid and invincible. Sword realms differed from cultivation levels—they relied entirely on talent. This first great realm alone stumped eighty percent of sword cultivators.
The Second Realm: Sword Heart Clarity. With swordsmanship reaching the divine, one could give birth to a Sword Heart. With a pure Sword Heart, single-mindedly pursuing the sword and free of distracting thoughts, one could enter the second great realm. Among sword cultivators, those who reached Sword Heart Clarity were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
The Third Realm: Sword Heart Clarity. That was an exceptionally profound realm upon the path of the Sword Dao. Even with his talent, he had failed to reach this realm before the age of two thousand, remaining stuck for over a thousand years. Only after eighteen hundred years of comprehending the Dao did he finally break through.
Yet the youth before him had not even reached twenty, and he had already attained Sword Heart Clarity. It was simply outrageous.
"Ancestor, I told you, didn't I? Little Master is a born sword seed. His understanding of the Sword Dao soars beyond the heavens!" Lang Qing hurriedly said.
Silver Wolf Ancestor Lang Qiankun remained silent, staring at Xiao Chen without a word. He had never expected that the youngest of all the "experts" Lang Qing had brought back over the years would actually be the most