In truth, Xiao Yin also knew that everyone who could set foot on the Other Shore possessed an unwavering will.
Someone like Luo Zheng might simply be unsuited to the Heartflow Sword School...
There had been others like Luo Zheng who chose the wrong path. Before long, he would be dismissed.
But dismissal would not leave Luo Zheng without a way forward. He could still choose the Kill Sword School or the Absolute Array Sword School.
Xiao Yin and Xiao Xin, who served him, would fare far worse. They would never have another chance to remain in the Heartflow Sword School and would be driven straight down the mountain.
Other maids might have resigned themselves to their fate. Xiao Xin, for instance, could think of nothing at all. She merely widened her eyes and said, "How are we supposed to interrupt Young Master Luo's cultivation... if he sets up a barrier, we probably won't even be able to get inside..."
"We'll find a way," Xiao Yin said.
The next day.
The sun was already high in the sky.
Inside a room on the upper floor of the Tower Courtyard.
A wooden block, a stone brick, and a longsword lay before Luo Zheng.
"All things beneath heaven have patterns..."
"If you cannot see them, it is only because you have not looked closely enough."
"In theory, once the Sword Mark Art reaches complete mastery, one could even find the patterns of the entire Mother World, cleave it open with a single strike, and destroy it..."
"This..."
Over the past several days, Luo Zheng had studied the Sword Mark Art in depth and gradually grown familiar with it.
Yet reading its afterword still left him rather astonished. Cleaving the Mother World open with one strike-that boast was blown far too big.
"Let