Gu Yiran had previously unleashed a powerful move to clear a path for Shen Yi,
causing his spirit to become exhausted and sending him falling from the sky.
But he was, after all, a Celestial Being, so naturally such a fall would not truly injure him. Besides, Ma Xiaoling was there to support him.
She caught Gu Yiran at once,
and carried him to a hidden place to recover.
As Gu Yiran raced against time to restore his strength, he soon sensed an exceedingly familiar fluctuation of sword intent.
When he appeared to look, he found Shen Yi and Emperor Wude locked in fierce battle. The true intent surging from Shen Yi bore several traces of his Supreme Sword Intent.
Gu Yiran immediately understood Shen Yi's plan.
Shen Yi wanted to follow his example, using the mysteries of the Supreme Sword Intent to glimpse the flaws in Emperor Wude's protective true Force Qi.
Gu Yiran was naturally astonished by Shen Yi's extraordinary talent in the sword. Having seen him display the Supreme Sword Intent only once, Shen Yi had already imitated thirty percent of its form.
Yet regrettably, thirty percent of its form alone was still but a cup of water against a burning cart before the mighty Emperor Wude.
That was why Gu Yiran had not hesitated to transmit the method to him.
As for sectarian prejudices and sect rules—
Gu Yiran had never considered them at all. He was now the Sword Sect's leader; whether its ultimate art was passed on or not was naturally his decision.
"Forge your sword heart into a calm lake; let your Primordial Spirit sit upright upon the spirit platform, unmoved as suchness. Silently observe autumn waters and the vast sky, the myriad ripples and phenomena..."
Gu Yiran's voice flowed into Shen Yi's