Under the sparse stars and bright moon, within the Sword Pavilion's inconspicuous little courtyard, Ning Chen sat with his eyes closed, standing guard. In a room not far away, Lin Yuzhen focused wholly on healing her injuries, striving to recover her fighting strength as soon as possible.
Little Gourd floated beside King Qi, using his own power to help her heal. His childish face was full of exhaustion.
Just then, space twisted within the courtyard, and an illusory graceful figure in white appeared. The moment she emerged, she waved a hand and sealed off the surrounding space.
"Third Pavilion Master?"
Seeing the newcomer, Ning Chen opened his eyes and spoke slowly.
"Young Master Ning, there is little time. I came to tell you something."
Jing Wuxia looked at the man before her and said swiftly, "Second Sister said that a symbiotic Destiny Sword must never be repaired through external force. Otherwise, both sword and wielder will suffer damage. If you wish to restore that sword, you can only nurture it day and night with the power of your own bloodline. One day, your Destiny Sword will return to its original state. However, no one knows how long that will take."
Ning Chen's gaze sharpened. He nodded and said, "Thank you for informing me, Third Pavilion Master. How are the Second Pavilion Master's injuries?"
"Second Sister's injuries are serious. Young Master Ning, I cannot stay long, so I will leave now. In the future, if you and Second Sister come to blows, I ask that you remember how she helped you today and show mercy."
As her words fell, Jing Wuxia's figure gradually faded. In the blink of an eye, she vanished between heaven and earth.
Once she left, the sealed space returned to normal. Ning Chen stood silently where he