"Next, it was time to build the Dao Platform."
Ye Lin stroked his chin and muttered to himself.
The Dao Platform was mainly for cultivators to exchange insights on the Dao with one another.
After listening to an expert's lecture, everyone would be eager to discuss it, demonstrating their own Sword Dao to each other.
And the Dao Platform was precisely a place for cultivators to discuss the Dao among themselves.
It was equivalent to a school in the mortal world.
The Dao Platform was the classroom, a place for students to exchange ideas.
The two were identical in essence, with no difference whatsoever.
"Then this place it is."
The Dao Platform would not be built on the flat ground within the city, but beyond the southern cliffs.
Dao Sword City's southern mountain cliffs formed a sheer precipice, its walls dropping straight down as though carved by blades and axes. Below lay a bottomless Abyss ten thousand zhang deep, where clouds and mist churned endlessly.
Looking at the cliff before him, Ye Lin nodded in satisfaction.
He had his own reasons for choosing to build the Dao Platform here.
Discussing the Dao differed from lecturing on it. Lecturing was instruction; discussing was contention.
A place of contention ought to possess a sharp, cutting air.
Above a ten-thousand-zhang Abyss, standing upon the Void with an unscalable cliff at one's back—such an environment alone could stir the edge and courage buried in a sword cultivator's bones.
Ye Lin stood in the Void, with a rolling sea of clouds beneath his feet.
Looking at the place before him, Ye Lin beckoned, and the system shop panel appeared in front of him.
Ye Lin began examining it carefully.
After browsing for a long while, Ye Lin's gaze finally came to a gradual halt.
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