Extreme Sword

Couldn't be counted?

Ming merely smiled and said nothing more, turning instead to another matter:

"I heard that brat Chen Yuanlin was lucky enough to receive guidance from you, Sword Ancestor?"

Chen Yuanlin had ultimately been chosen as the Ascension Envoy for the Righteous Alliance's first ascension mission.

He had returned to the Central Continent this time precisely for matters concerning the 'Ascension Plan.' Now that the candidate had been decided, naturally he had to look into it.

It was during this process that he heard from Yuan about what had happened at the Martial Tournament grand ceremony.

Of all opponents to choose, he had chosen the Sword Ancestor...

Should one say that brat did not know the immensity of heaven and earth?

Or should one say the brat had a good eye!

After all, there were far, far too few cultivators in this world who could receive the Sword Ancestor's guidance.

"We merely happened to run into each other," Xu Xing explained casually. "How is he doing now?"

"Having received the Sword Ancestor's guidance, he naturally experienced a 'great awakening,'" Ming said with a smile. "After shoring up his foundations, he can already be considered the most outstanding among the Alliance's younger generation."

Moreover, his temperament seemed to have changed somewhat compared to before.

Ming had personally gone to see him, and the brat's performance had greatly surprised him.

It was no exaggeration to say that the current Chen Yuanlin was probably the most clear-sighted among the Righteous Alliance's younger generation of cultivators.

If not for the fact that Ming still had to guard the Starry Sky Frontline Battlefield, and had already accepted a final disciple many years ago, he might truly have entertained the thought of taking him as a disciple.

"If he can continue forward with his