Mu En Is So Happy He Could Fly

With a wave of Jiang Siming's hand, a small sword hovered in front of Jian Tongming.

Feeling the surging sword energy on the Xianxian Sword Seal, Jian Tongming's eyes went wide at once.

"Master, this is..." Jian Tongming's eyes were filled with longing, but without Jiang Siming's approval, he still did not dare reach out casually.

"Take it. It's for saving your life. You're not allowed to use it unless there's no other choice! Got it?" Jiang Siming said with a serious expression.

He could not stay by this disciple's side forever, but since Jian Tongming was Old Man's descendant, Jiang Siming could not possibly ignore whether he lived or died. It just so happened that Jiang Siming had snatched back the Sword Seal that had been auctioned off from Sun Moon Royal Academy, so he gave it to Jian Tongming in passing.

The reason he would not let him use it recklessly was because he feared his own sword path would influence Jian Tongming's Seven Kill Sword path. If that happened, it would be counterproductive.

"Thank you, Master!" Although Jian Tongming did not recognize the Heavenly Sword, the powerful aura radiating from the small sword could not be faked. This cheap master of his had given him an incredible treasure.

"Remember what I said. Unless there is absolutely no other choice, do not use it. And don't even try to comprehend its sword path. Walk the path that belongs to your Seven Kill Sword, instead of referring to the path I've walked! Understand?" Jiang Siming reminded him again and again.

"I understand, Master!" Jian Tongming answered firmly.

Thud.

Jian Tongming dropped to both knees on the spot and kowtowed heavily three times to Jiang Siming.

Jiang Siming accepted those three kowtows with a clear conscience. If they forced the