"Fine. Since you're unwilling, I won't force you."
"But I have three arts here that you must cultivate."
As she spoke, Liu Yingshu's expression suddenly became incomparably stern. A faint, almost imperceptible pressure radiated from her, and her eyes were filled with cold indifference, as though she were a stone devoid of all emotion.
Ye Lin was likewise startled by Liu Yingshu's transformation. In that brief instant, it was as if she had become an entirely different person.
At this moment, Liu Yingshu seemed like the true Great Dao itself—without emotion, without desire.
"The first art: the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Sword Art, a top-grade Supreme Art."
"The second art: the Heavenly Heart Art, likewise a top-grade Supreme Art."
"The third art: the Heavenly Heart Sword Art, a top-grade Supreme Art."
"These three arts were created when I attained the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm. At the time, I was too arrogant, believing that I could walk toward transcendence. Who would have thought that the end of the world would descend? I failed."
"As a result, no one knew of these three arts back then. Today, I will pass all three on to you. You must carry my arts forward and make them flourish."
After Liu Yingshu finished speaking, Ye Lin showed no change on the surface, but inwardly, he was ecstatic.
Three top-grade Supreme Arts? Good heavens, I've truly struck it rich this time.
A Supreme Art—even a low-grade one—would cause a group of True Immortals to fight until their heads bled if it were thrown out. Even powerful Great Unity Mysterious Immortals would take notice.
Not to mention top-grade Supreme Arts.
And she was giving him three at once.
The enormous surprise struck Ye Lin so hard that he nearly lost his bearings.
"Senior, this junior will certainly