"Sword Heir,"
"do you know what you're giving up?"
After hearing Jiang Ding out, Hei said earnestly, "This is a great path, a road to an inheritance that approaches immortality. It was paved by countless powerhouses of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm and forged from the world-shaking wisdom of generations of prodigies across the myriad worlds."
"The fullest expression of that path is the Great Sun Sword Scripture, along with the higher foundational art of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm that you may one day obtain."
"Sword Heir, I don't think this is wise."
Hei offered his opinion tactfully.
"Haha, of course I know."
Jiang Ding laughed, unconcerned. "The Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm has existed for tens of millions of years, perhaps far longer, yet it still hasn't produced a true immortal. I think this is no longer a question of time or accumulated knowledge."
"I don't know whether the Myriad Transformations Magnetic Origin Scripture is correct. Relatively speaking, it's still so young."
"But the foundational art of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm may already have been proven false."
"At the very least, tens of millions of years have proven one thing: without some heaven-shaking, immortal-tier stroke of fortune, when every condition is merely ordinary, the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm cannot produce a true immortal."
"Isn't that a fact?"
"...Perhaps it is."
Hei opened his mouth, then closed it again. He knew he could not persuade this generation's Great Sun Sword Heir for now. With a sigh, he said, "The way you pass judgment on a sect approaching immortality is far too arrogant, far too ignorant. It's like a mortal sharply critiquing a Void Refining cultivator from his own point of view."
"No, perhaps the gulf is even wider."
"If cultivators across the myriad worlds heard you, I'm afraid they'd