Heaven-Sent Sword Heart!
"Who would have thought that a few of this old man's utterly nonsensical words would actually let him refine a sword heart?"
"Was his talent in the sword path simply too powerful? Or has this old man somehow gained the ability to establish a sect and impart his teachings?"
Hong Ding held a wine jug and cried out in stunned disbelief. Then, after thinking it over carefully, he shook his head with a bitter smile. He already understood that he was no grandmaster capable of founding a sect, establishing a school, and passing down his teachings. For Lin Bai to refine a sword heart could only be attributed to his extraordinary talent in the sword path.
At the same time, far away in the Spirit World, atop a mountain peak nestled within a sea of clouds, an old man and an old woman were playing chess. The old man studied the fiercely contested position on the board before him, a chess piece pinched between his fingers. Yet at that moment, a powerful sword intent suddenly burst from the piece, making the old man's beard and brows fly. The sword intent surged out and cleaved apart the sea of clouds stretching for ten thousand li...
"Truly remarkable—to refine a sword heart." The old woman smiled.
A slight ripple appeared in the old man's eyes, but his expression remained calm. After drawing the sword intent back into the chess piece, he steadily placed it on a position he had been studying all along. Sitting upright with his hands folded, he said softly, "It took far longer than I expected. With his talent, he should have refined a sword heart upon entering the Apex Realm."
The old woman smiled bitterly. "It's still very impressive. Across the entire Spirit World, how