"Braving immense risk, I excavated the Sword Sect's foundation and used who knew how many gifted young sword cultivators as soil to grow Sword Plants. I did not do all this for scraps of broken copper and rotten iron that could only be refined to enhance Sword Intent."
True Monarch Ran Gu shook his head.
"What I truly awaited was a Yang-attribute Sword Intent capable of defying heaven and changing my fate!"
"Just anyone,"
"Thinking they can come and pluck the fruit watered by my painstaking efforts—do you think that is possible, Blood Bone Disciple?"
True Monarch Ran Gu said no more. He looked at the disciple within the Heavenly Tribulation Cloud not far away, his eyes gleaming as though he were looking at an unparalleled treasure.
True Person Blood Bone's scalp went numb.
His heart began pounding violently on instinct, filled with extreme unease.
An uncontrollable sense of panic rose within him. His divine sense and Sword Intent repeatedly scanned his Sea of Consciousness, dantian, meridians, flesh, bones, and Natal Flying Sword, again and again. He even briefly neglected the heavenly tribulation.
He found nothing.
Nothing was wrong anywhere. Over the past several hundred years, he had constantly examined himself and had never discovered anything unusual.
"Old bastard, putting on a ghost act!"
True Person Blood Bone sneered, no longer paying him any heed as he focused on dealing with the Heavenly Tribulation Cloud.
True Monarch Ran Gu was not angered. He merely watched him.
One day, two days, three days...
Before they knew it, half a month had passed. This was very short for forming a Nascent Soul; it would take at least around a year to gather enough Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth to shatter the core and form a Nascent Soul.
True Monarch Ran Gu