Grinding Proficiency to the Max, Liver Become Mortal Sword Immortal

"But you should be careful, too. You might run into some kind of trap. These old monsters who've lived for thousands of years may require you to keep your wits about you."

The Patriarch continued to remind him, but he had no intention of stopping him. There was no need to stop him, either.

The Qin Family had thoroughly offended Yun Shu.

Otherwise, they would keep sending people to investigate, and in the end, he might still have to face these people directly.

Now that he had wiped them out, he had eliminated the trouble at its root. There would be no more uncertainty.

After all, with Yun Shu's strength, doing this would pose no problem at all.

He only wanted Yun Shu to be careful. Compared with these old monsters, Yun Shu was still young, which meant he lacked their life experience. But with the Patriarch by his side, nothing should go wrong.

Still, he had to give him a reminder.

Yun Shu nodded slightly. "I've been on my guard all along. In cultivation, there are no eternal allies, only eternal interests."

The Patriarch fell silent at his words. Perhaps so.

Cultivation was simply this cruel. Everyone lived for themselves, striving to survive longer beneath heaven and earth, or to grow stronger.

Yun Shu's understanding of this was a lesson he had earned by fighting his way through hardship.

Though Yun Shu was following the Cult Master's line of thinking, he had considered many things, including all the possibilities that might arise.

He simply felt that none of them mattered much. No amount of scheming could overcome overwhelming strength. As long as his strength was sufficient, he had little to worry about.

Besides, he was a Sword Cultivator. He naturally charged forward without looking back. Had the Sword Ancestor