Xuan Qianyu nodded at Old Father's words. "That does make some sense. Then I'll keep watching..." With that, she turned her gaze back to the water mirror.
In the water mirror, Li Yibai furrowed his brows and swept a sharp gaze over Ao Yue. "Sword Spirit Physique? Do you know what possessing a Sword Spirit Physique means?"
Ao Yue's heart trembled, but he forced himself to remain calm. "This disciple knows a little. The Sword Spirit Physique is a cultivation prodigy rarely seen once in ten thousand years. One is naturally in harmony with the sword path, allowing one to cultivate sword techniques with twice the results for half the effort. One can even communicate with sword spirits, and the power of one's flying sword becomes boundless..."
He paused, carefully observing Li Yibai's expression before continuing, "This disciple dares to guess that Master wishes to leave this Sword Embryo to someone more suited to it. If this disciple truly possesses the Sword Spirit Physique, Master will surely impart everything he knows and nurture me painstakingly. He would never be stingy with such a treasure."
Ao Yue's words were half true and half false, but they struck exactly at what Li Yibai wanted to hear. He rejoiced inwardly, but his expression remained unchanged. "You're right. The Sword Embryo is indeed best suited to someone with the Sword Spirit Physique, but..." He deliberately drew out his voice, studying Ao Yue. "How will you prove that you possess the Sword Spirit Physique?"
Ao Yue had been prepared for this. He took a deep breath and slowly circulated the true qi within his body, activating the Sword Embryo Phantom Form technique he had learned from that tattered sword manual.
In an instant, a faint azure light rose around him. A sharp sword intent radiated