The Sun Sword Master looked again at the Youth in Green Robes before him, his heart filled with amazement.
How many times had this amazement appeared already?
A sect Sword Son who had wandered outside possessed an innately keen political nose, a firm political stance, and outstanding administrative ability.
That alone would have been enough.
Yet he also possessed such a bone-deep understanding of the Immortal Path Foundation.
It was simply as though he had been born divine, born knowing all things!
"Come, ask."
"What is it that you do not understand?"
The Sun Sword Master spoke boldly.
He had already begun planning the Pure Yang Sword Son's next stage of reading in cultivation methods, secret arts, and sword arts.
This time, it should not be limited to sword arts. He should also read the classics of other Dharma cultivators, draw inferences from one instance to another, and make his plans more thorough.
"Thank you, Sword Master!"
Jiang Ding bowed deeply, his heart full of gratitude.
What immense favor was it for a Supreme to teach him so unreservedly?
Even if it was an emotion directed toward one who came from the same inheritance rather than toward him personally, it was still real and true emotion.
The Great Sun Sword Dao was this sovereign, and this sovereign was the Great Sun Sword Dao!
To feel for and nurture the Great Sun Sword Dao was to nurture this sovereign. The two had always been one body.
"Sword Master,"
"While this junior was comprehending cultivation methods, I encountered many doubts..."
Jiang Ding no longer communicated through words, but through divine sense and sword intent.
In an instant, sword intent rang out sonorously. A torrent-like flood of Sword Dao information surged toward the Sun Sword Master, involving doubts concerning cultivation method structures, divine