Qi Tianque stared blankly at the stage, his heart a tumult of mixed emotions.
From the moment he had witnessed the extraordinary quality of Sang Yu Mu's treasured sword, he had been tempted. Yet, lacking sufficient confidence, he had hesitated, thinking, Wait a little longer, wait a little longer... Thus, he waited for Su Wangyao, Nie Yuanbai, and the others to make their attempts, grinding away even the three parts confidence he had once possessed.
When Su Wangyao finally failed and stepped down, hesitation bred further hesitation. He worried that rashly going up would offend people like Su Wangyao, that if he too failed, he would invite ridicule and disgrace his sect. And so, he waited until Jun Ziyi and the others arrived.
When did I become so timid, forever looking ahead and behind?
Qi Tianque was filled with self-mockery. As though suddenly awakened, he realized his own shortcomings, yet he also felt helpless, as though they were difficult to change.
Perhaps I really am old...
For no reason, Qi Tianque began to doubt himself. He understood that with such a temperament, he could never lead the Phantom Sword Sect back to prosperity. If this journey was destined to bear no fruit, then perhaps continuing to ally himself with the Azure Mountain Sword Sect was the best choice.
But when he considered the Azure Mountain Sword Sect's current circumstances, he became indecisive again, afraid that one wrong choice would drag his sect down with it.
Amid his countless thoughts, Qi Tianque fixed his gaze upon Jun Ziyi on the stage and abruptly made a decision. He would leave everything to the will of Heaven. If Jun Ziyi could pass the sixth Sword Intent Barrier, he would return to the Azure Mountain Sword Sect, put on a smile, and continue the