The Martial Way Must Not Die with Me

Xu Xing's Phantom Star Sword turned into a streak of light and slipped inside.

Chi Jiuyu couldn't help wondering what she'd just seen.

She was curious, but she still cared about maintaining her image in front of Xiao Qingchen, so she held back and didn't ask.

Xiao Qingchen would ask for her.

"What is this?"

Just as expected!

Hong Qingchen cupped the pearl in both hands, staring curiously at the landscapes flowing within it.

"A portable minor world," Xu Xing explained. "Your Phantom Star Realm has disappeared, so use this in its place for now. I've put a small gift for you inside."

A gift!

Hong Qingchen's eyes lit up.

"Thank you, Senior Martial Uncle Sword Ancestor!"

She was precocious, but in the end, she was still only six years old.

She was excited to receive a gift, especially from someone as mysterious to her as Senior Martial Uncle Sword Ancestor.

"You're welcome."

Xu Xing ruffled her hair again, still smiling.

"Xiao Qingchen."

"Hmm?"

"If I sent you somewhere very far away, and didn't bring you back for a long time, would you be afraid?"

Hong Qingchen held the portable minor world, looking a little confused.

"Why would I have to go somewhere far away?"

"Emm... because some very dangerous things will happen before long."

"I'm not afraid!" Her little face was earnest. "Senior Sister said that a sword cultivator who backs down when facing difficulties isn't a good sword cultivator!"

She had made up her mind to cultivate the Slaying Sword Canon and become a great sword immortal as powerful and beautiful as Senior Martial Uncle Sword Venerable!

Chi Jiuyu puffed out her chest beside them.

That's right!

That was exactly what she'd taught her!

A sword cultivator should press forward without fear, using the sword in hand to