Most wonderfully of all, Meng Zhao's idea was far more feasible than Bei Tangsu's notion of transcending the demonic path. It was not merely empty talk on paper, but something that could truly be accomplished.
Using two external forces that were both beneficial and harmful to Xue Zihou to restrain and balance each other, erasing the drawbacks and turning them into aids with nothing but benefits—unless one possessed martial prowess that had transcended into sainthood like Meng Zhao, broad knowledge, and a keen, ingenious mind, no one could have conceived of it.
Naturally, for Xue Zihou himself, this gave him the possibility of choosing another path. Amid despair, he saw another ray of sunlight, another thread of hope.
This was a kindness no less great than imparting teachings and knowledge. Yet he could only silently keep this immense debt in his heart, waiting until some future day to repay it.
Besides the Heavenly Demon Seed and Demonic Saber Jingqing, Meng Zhao also learned many secrets concerning the Divine Saber Hall from Xue Zihou. Even Old Blade Zhao had not known these pieces of information, and they came as a tremendous surprise to him.
For instance, the Divine Saber Hall certainly had many experts. Especially in recent years, as the Martial Dao Fortune of heaven and earth surged forth, saber wielders once trapped at the Extreme Innate Realm had all stepped through the gates of Grandmastery, causing brilliance and vitality to burst anew from a martial path that had once been severed.
Even Xue Zihou did not know the precise number of Grandmaster experts, for the Divine Saber Hall was itself a Sacred Land of the Way of the Saber. Aside from its fixed line of direct disciples, there were countless saber prodigies and experts who came to cultivate and pay