Did Hao Ren believe what a godslaying sword told him?
Of course he did. If the sword had spoken to him by some other means, he might have been a little skeptical, but here, in this mental world, he believed everything the Godslayer said was true. No one could lie through a Mind Link like this, especially when the Godslayer's mind was completely surrounded by Hao Ren's mental sea. In this state, it had no secrets from him.
Unless it stayed silent, the moment it spoke, Hao Ren could easily tell whether it was lying.
"I believe everything you've told me," Hao Ren said with a sigh. He didn't need to breathe in the mental world, but he did it anyway to calm himself. "Is there anything else you can tell me?"
"No," the Godslayer replied, "because I don't know what to tell you. I have a great many memories... but I've never thought them over or sorted through them. They're all piled up in here—detailed, complicated, and jumbled. I don't know which are useful, which are important, and which are meaningless. I don't know what you need, but if there's something you want to ask, you can ask me."
Hao Ren quietly watched the black "mountain" lying in his mental sea. He wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but the featureless mountain seemed to have gained a little more texture. He sensed that the Godslayer's mind was growing at an astonishing rate. Just moments ago, it had been as ignorant and confused as a child; now it could converse fluently and had already picked up a whole host of words it hadn't understood before. Hao Ren knew the Godslayer had absorbed this knowledge from his mental sea. He had deliberately opened up some of his knowledge to it