Within the Sword Pavilion, Chu Huai Xu stood stunned.
But the young Daoist had already placed the sword sheath on the wooden table to one side and begun taking Jade slips on his own.
As if refusing to believe it, he walked over to the sword sheath and reached out to touch the bead.
—Dao Ancestor, I think we need to have a talk!
Damn it, he can actually interact with me on his own!?
But when Chu Huai Xu touched the Black Bead this time, there was no reaction from the young Daoist.
"Was he pretending?"
"He only responds when he feels like it, and ignores me when he doesn't?"
"Or does the bead have to be worn on him, or at least be beside him?"
When Chu Huai Xu had poked the bead before, the Dao Ancestor had been wearing it on his belt.
The Daoist quickly took several Jade slips and sat down on the wooden chair.
He placed the Black Sword Sheath on the table, without any physical contact with it.
Chu Huai Xu tried touching the bead again, but it was still useless.
The young Daoist comprehended the contents very quickly. Before long, he put down the first Jade slip.
Immediately afterward, everything around him froze again.
Chu Huai Xu saw the birds outside the Sword Pavilion window stop motionless in midair.
This Secret Realm was like the Dao Ancestor giving him special tutoring and passing on his swordsmanship.
Clearly, class was starting again.
This Profound Grade low-grade Sword Art was called [Gentle Breeze Sword].
What surprised him was that this time, the Daoist did not practice it to perfection. He only practiced it to [Entry], and everything frozen around them returned to normal.
Chu Huai Xu relaxed inwardly, realizing that the route this time