"But it's not complete yet."
Xu Xing opened his hand, and between his five fingers, wisps of invisible Sword Qi seemed to drift ceaselessly.
Yuanjun and Ji Yue had only glanced at it before feeling a faint stabbing pain between their brows. Even their vision blurred, as though their very essence were being stripped away.
But when Xu Xing closed his hand again, all those strange sensations vanished along with it.
"Once I refine it further, perhaps I'll be able to restore Senior Sister Ji's injuries to how they were before you forcibly took action."
That was the limit.
At those words, Ji Yue's hand resting on the scabbard and hilt tightened slightly around her sword.
"To how I was before I forcibly took action..."
If she could recover, who would be willing to remain in this half-dead state?
"Then I'll have to trouble the Sword Ancestor with this."
"You're too polite, Senior Sister Ji."
Just as he had surmised back at the Joyous Union Sect.
During this time, he could indeed clearly sense that Dao Delusion's influence over him was gradually weakening. Boundaries he had once been unable to touch now possessed faint, blurred outlines.
"If you recover to how you were before forcibly taking action, won't you go back to avoiding me?" Yuanjun teased.
Ji Yue paused, loosened her grip on the sword, and said calmly, "At least I don't need to avoid you now."
Back then, Yuanjun's personality had still been a little nasty. Otherwise, she would not have nearly beaten the Sword Ancestor into shutting himself away...
It was only after experiencing more that she had become much steadier and more serious.
Afterward, the two chatted for quite a while longer.
Most of it was about trivial matters from the past.
Across the vast scale of