Broken Sword

"I know this poor Daoist has no right to make any demands, but I still wish to ask Your Excellency: if you ever encounter any disciples of my Qingyun Sect in these myriad worlds, would you be willing to offer them some assistance..."

After telling Tao Yu everything he knew over the past few days, Tianchengzi made one final request.

"Sure. If I get the chance, I will."

Though Tianchengzi had fallen to demonic ways and blood-sacrificed tens of thousands of people, he had taught Tao Yu the Taiji Xuanqing Dao, Divine Sword Art of Controlling Thunder, and Seven Star Sword Forms.

And in the end, he had patiently and thoroughly explained everything Tao Yu hadn't understood. Tao Yu could grant him this small request.

With the boost to his comprehension from his Innate Demonic Body, and the fact that the Longevity Art was itself a Daoist text, Tao Yu had grasped the Taiji Xuanqing Dao at astonishing speed, drawing one inference from another and leaving even Tianchengzi amazed.

His progress had been astonishingly fast.

Tao Yu had only wanted to learn the principles behind the Taiji Xuanqing Dao, so he could fuse it with the Longevity Art after the skill took shape and underwent its second Deification.

So he had also asked Tianchengzi in detail about how it felt to fall to demonic ways, claiming he didn't want to suffer the same fate.

That had kept Tianchengzi from suspecting anything...

At least after Tao Yu had warped his Inherent Domain and displayed an imposing aura of righteousness, Tianchengzi could no longer see through his origins...

"Now, I have nothing left to worry about..."

As Tianchengzi finished speaking, his spirit began to dissipate.

Once the other man's consciousness had faded, Tao Yu completed his herding once more, filling in a