"All right, let's continue."
"I don't have much experience teaching disciples, but don't worry. I have my own unique methods."
The Sword Venerable gave Ye Lin a mysterious smile, then struck again. The scene between heaven and earth shifted once more.
"Snow."
Ye Lin slowly raised a hand, watching the vast snowflakes continuously fall from the sky.
The world around him was a boundless expanse of white. Other than the wind and snow filling the heavens, there was nothing else.
"Correct. Wind and snow."
"Next, I want you to comprehend a sword strike amid this wind and snow."
The Sword Venerable smiled mysteriously and casually waved a hand. A streak of Sword Qi pierced through heaven and earth, standing firmly at the center of the world as the surrounding wind and snow revolved around that dazzling Sword Qi.
"This is Sword Qi condensed by my Sword Dao."
"I will give you a thousand years. Comprehend a sword strike within this wind and snow, then use the Sword Qi you comprehend to shatter this Sword Qi."
"If you pass this trial, I will consider you successful."
"If you succeed, I will personally expound the Dao to you for eight thousand years."
"If you fail, my subsequent teachings will only be superficial. Though they may raise your strength, they will not elevate your Sword Dao."
"Your path of the Sword Dao is not pure enough."
"With your Wuxing and talent in the Sword Dao, if you can listen to my Dao essence for eight thousand years, it will be enough for you to shed your mortal form and recast your bones."
"I have given you the opportunity. Whether you can seize it is up to you."
With that, the Sword Venerable's figure dissipated within this world of wind and snow.
Ye Lin