In the Sword Emperor and Demon Queen's world, the tale of the Divine Sword Puppet had fermented and mellowed over many years before gradually evolving into a legend. That gave Meng Qi a foundation from which to manipulate and change things, allowing him to leave his mark. Now, with only a few days left for him to remain in the Middle Ages, that path was simply impossible. But he was no one to insist on the impossible. He would do his best and seek peace of mind, intending to handle the pressing matter at hand first before discussing this.
Master Lu was no fussy person. He did not refuse, but accepted the Jade Statue of the Moral Heavenly Venerable, sent his Spiritual Sense inside, and drew upon its true meaning to receive the legacy.
A hazy Clear Light rose, enveloping Master Lu. The Vajra Ring fragment set into the hilt of his One Heart Sword shone brilliantly, resonating with it.
"It seems Senior Master Lu truly has some affinity with the Moral Heavenly Venerable..." Meng Qi murmured to himself. He did not feel disillusioned that Master Lu, who had always relied solely on himself and devoted himself single-mindedly to his path, had finally received the favor of a great figure. After all, exceptional Dharma Bodies with immense potential would eventually attract the attention and cultivation of mighty beings. That did not diminish the brilliance of their past arduous training and independent struggle.
No one could get by without help from others. As long as they could distinguish what mattered most and did not lose themselves, they were still worthy of admiration.
The Jade Statue of the Moral Heavenly Venerable flew over, and Meng Qi reached out to catch it, letting his mind seep inside.
With a boom, he seemed to