"Did you hand it over to that fairy?"
After bleeding himself dry, Jiang Ding stared fixedly at the thick-skinned fairy before him.
"Ah!"
Yu Qianzi suddenly staggered, and a dusty gray jade slip fell from her sleeve, accidentally dropping to the ground.
"You seem to have dropped something."
Jiang Ding was expressionless.
"Yes, I dropped it."
Yu Qianzi curled her lips. "But I picked this up long ago when I slew a traitor of a sect. Do you happen to know its owner?"
"I do."
Jiang Ding nodded and picked up the dusty gray jade slip.
This was necessary.
Immortal Sect disciples bore strict soul restrictions that prevented their sect's inheritances from leaking out. Unless one became the ruler of a sect, there was no escaping them.
His divine sense entered it.
"Taiyin Sword Refinement Art"
"..."
After the title came a vast expanse of blankness. Only several pages later did words finally appear.
Jiang Ding's brow furrowed slightly. He did not flare up, and continued reading.
"...Melt the essence of the Taiyin Star, refine the sword... Taiyin divine restriction... combine the Taiyin and Taiyang divine restrictions, and creation shall arise..."
Jiang Ding sank into thought.
This jade slip looked very much like something forcibly extracted from someone's soul through an extremely brilliant soul-searching method. It had bypassed the Immortal Sect inheritance soul restrictions, but was incomplete as a result—an incomplete art among incomplete arts. It had almost no practical value and could only serve as a reference.
And this phrase, "combine the Taiyin and Taiyang divine restrictions, and creation shall arise."
There was nothing strange about it. This was simply the path of the Sun-Moon Sword Pavilion. Pure Great Sun or Taiyin cultivation could easily lead to deviation, because such power was too extreme and prone to self-destruction.
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