"The essence of the Quiet Heart Sword lies in returning one's heart to the sword. The world is ever-changing. Everything one sees, hears, and thinks—all of it can be revealed through a single sword strike. That strike, refined to the utmost, is enough to represent a person's entire life. I have always believed that the Thirteen Swords are merely sword techniques, while the Quiet Heart Sword is a state of mind," Elder Lianxin said calmly.
Lu Yin's heart stirred. Everything could be returned to the sword? What one saw and heard—even what one thought? Wasn't that much like the Void Palm, which brought the Stacked Power to perfection? Now he was interested.
"If Elder Lianxin is willing to teach me, then of course I'd be willing to learn. May I ask what conditions you have?" Lu Yin asked with interest.
Elder Lianxin looked at Lu Yin intently. "There are no conditions. Consider it thanks for not killing Tianmu." As she spoke, a longsword appeared in her hand. She drew it from its sheath, and in an instant, she seemed to vanish. She hadn't truly disappeared; she was still standing there, yet he could no longer sense her. In all of heaven and earth, only a sword remained.
Lu Yin was astonished. Elder Lianxin had entrusted her entire being to the sword. It wasn't only everything she saw and heard—even she herself had returned her heart to the sword. No wonder she said that the Quiet Heart Sword wasn't a sword technique, but a state of mind.
In the Supreme Competition, Li Zimo had made full use of the Quiet Heart Sword's nature. Those who understood it had been amazed; those who didn't could only curse.
Suddenly, that sword vanished from Lu Yin's perception as well. As its edge swept past,