The Nurturing Self Sword Art, or perhaps the Nurturing Self Sword Manual—both were fine names.
Of all the sword arts and cultivation methods in the world, which were not meant to strengthen oneself in order to achieve self-preservation?
At its root, was self-preservation not another form of nurturing one's body and oneself?
It could also be called the Gu Sword Formula. Gu, as in Gu Hui's Gu—the sword art he, Gu Hui, had deduced and created.
It could likewise be understood as caring for one's body, tending to oneself, protecting and guarding oneself.
No matter which name it was, he felt the underlying idea was decent enough.
Gu Hui stopped practicing. The longsword left his hand and hovered briefly in the air before falling, whereupon he caught it.
"Heh. With the Five Mountains Style accomplished, I've already begun to touch upon sword intent.
A sword move imbued with sword intent carries the swordsman's will—it will not rest until the enemy is defeated.
The sword qi from before, however, simply killed if it could not be blocked. If it was blocked, it was blocked; if it was dodged, it was dodged. It merely wasted internal energy.
But if sword intent is added, then even if it is avoided, the sword qi can turn back again under the reinforcement of that sword intent."
Gu Hui looked at the longsword in his hand and muttered inwardly. His cultivation had not changed, nor had it grown more profound, yet his combat power had doubled once more.
"Second Junior Brother, Junior Sister-in-Law, you're back!" He smiled as he looked toward Linghu Chong and the other woman.
"Senior Brother!" Linghu Chong saluted him. Ren Yingying had no choice but to follow suit. After all, this man was Linghu Chong's senior brother. Marry a chicken, follow the