Sword Control

Sword Control

He had learned it just by watching...

Elder Xun fell silent, and the brush in his hand stopped as well.

Xun Ziyou, his brows and eyes lowered, secretly lifted his gaze and glanced at Elder Xun. Gathering his courage, he asked:

"Ancestor, this couldn't... also have been taught by you, could it?"

Elder Xun's pale brows rose slightly. He glanced at Xun Ziyou and said blandly:

"What, is that not allowed? Are you questioning me, your ancestor?"

The courage Xun Ziyou had gathered instantly scattered. Embarrassed, he said, "I wouldn't dare."

Then he muttered under his breath:

"But ancestor, you can't be this biased either... You don't teach the sect disciples, you don't teach the Xun Family descendants, yet you pour everything into teaching that child Mo Hua..."

"And it's all good stuff..."

"Drawing Arrays on Earth, deducing sword qi..."

"Why don't you teach him the Divine Sense Sword Transformation Art too?"

Elder Xun immediately rebuked him:

"What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"Is that something that can be taught? Are you trying to harm him?"

"With every sword strike, divine sense is depleted by a fraction. This is a path of severing one's own divine consciousness!"

"I have already sealed my divine sense and have not used this sword art for hundreds of years, yet you still want that child to learn it? Do you want his divine consciousness to damage itself and his foundation to be cut off?"

Seeing Elder Xun angered, Xun Ziyou immediately dared not make another sound.

Elder Xun frowned, pondered briefly, then instructed:

"You, and the elders in the sect... privately emphasize it to them once more. No one is to mention the Divine Sense Sword Transformation Art in front of Mo Hua..."

"Not a single word!"

Elder Xun's gaze sharpened, and