"This man is truly interesting."
Ye Lin toyed with the Jade Talisman in his hand and muttered to himself.
Before long, Ye Lin returned once more to the place where he cultivated in seclusion.
Luo Yao was still asleep.
"Northern Frontier? Then ten years from now, I'll make a trip to the Northern Frontier."
Ye Lin sat cross-legged where he was, pondering to himself.
Since he had already accepted the man's benefits, he might as well do something for him.
That could be considered keeping his word.
Whether he kept his word or not depended entirely on a single thought from Ye Lin.
But since he had promised, he would see it through.
"Then let me see just what this sword art is capable of."
Ye Lin looked at the Jade Talisman in his hand, the corners of his lips curling upward. He then pressed the Jade Talisman to his brow.
In an instant, a vast amount of information appeared out of thin air within his mind, all of it being madly absorbed by his Primordial Spirit.
After briefly sorting through the information in the Jade Talisman, Ye Lin slowly opened his eyes.
A flicker of astonishment passed through his profound gaze.
This sword art was truly tyrannical.
The sword art was called Sword Nurturing. That was right—just those two simple words.
Looking at those two words alone, no one would associate this sword art with the concept of a top-grade Boundless-tier technique.
Yet that was the truth; the sword art really bore this name.
Its contents were also simple. One had to choose a sword and nurture it, and the sword's grade could not be too low.
One would use all things under heaven to nurture the sword.
In the end, a sword nurtured with the essence and qi