"Second, if the person you encountered at a life-or-death moment happened to be this sword's original owner, and that owner controlled the sword at the critical moment to strike you, then even if you didn't die, you'd be crippled for life."
Only then did Ye Tian come to a sudden realization. The old man was indeed right. Cultivators at that level could still control their own swords, not to mention a former Dao Soldier.
However, no one knew how long ago this sword's original owner had lost the Dao Soldier. If it had not been long, it meant his strength was still in the Heaven Questioning Realm. If it had been lost for a long time, then that was hard to say.
"Fine, fine. Let's leave it at that."
Ye Tian did not want to dwell on these matters any longer. He had been quite tired from traveling all the way here, and it was time to rest properly before making further plans.
He intended to lie down and get a good night's sleep. Though cultivators did not need sleep, their bodies were still fundamentally human. No matter how much they tempered their bodies, it merely relieved physical fatigue and kept their cells active.
Yet those cells still needed to stop and sleep properly. Out here in the wilderness, Ye Tian did not believe anyone would follow him to plot against him. Besides, Lotus Lamp Elder was standing guard for him. Nothing should happen.
The moment he lay down, his body went dormant for seven or eight hours. He only slowly woke around noon the next day.
Ye Tian got up and stretched, pulling himself together. Then he sat cross-legged on the bed and began cultivating, driving away the lingering drowsiness.
Once the time was about right, he packed up