This was precisely the principle that the strong in power prevailed, the strong in influence were benevolent; benevolence and righteousness were relative. With absolute strength and absolute momentum, whether Bei Tangsu lived or died simply did not matter.
This also showed that Xue Zihou still harbored selfish motives.
He was Purple Lightning Saber Lord's only son. Whatever Purple Lightning Saber Lord knew, he would pass on to him.
Moreover, he knew full well that his father had always been wholly devoted to the Way of the Saber. Let alone being unable to master the so-called Eight Demonic Saber Techniques and wield Demonic Saber Jingqing, even if such a possibility truly existed, he would never submit to a mere Demonic Saber and alter his own path of cultivation.
If Purple Lightning Saber Lord were not such a man, how could he have created the Purple Lightning Saber Scripture himself to cultivate and break through?
Therefore, even if they obtained the methods and secrets for cultivating the Eight Demonic Saber Techniques, Purple Lightning Saber Lord would not practice them. The only one to benefit would be him.
This was not some conspiracy, but an open scheme.
The old farmer sighed and shook his head. At last, he set aside what he was doing. Perhaps unwilling to see his old friend's son led so far astray, he advised,
"Boy, though you do not possess your father's talent for the Way of the Saber, you still have a measure of Saber Bone in you. So long as you are diligent and steady, focused and sincere, you will achieve something in both martial arts and the Way of the Saber in the future.
Let me say one more thing to you. The world has changed now. Reaching the Grandmaster realm will not be difficult for