The progenitor of the Immortal Sect Sword Dao: the sword

"The Immortal Sect Sword Dao has truly taken root and sprouted..."

Jiang Ding suddenly felt tears welling in his eyes.

It was like carrying a child for ten months and finally hearing his newborn's first cry, like a seed breaking through the soil.

In this world, besides his mother and younger sister, who had already fallen silent, he now had another dearest loved one.

It was not the panda Hua Xiaohua, nor was it any person.

It was the Immortal Sect Sword Dao!

From this day onward, others would walk the same path as him, care about the growth of sword dao, rack their brains over its development, and devote their lifetime's wisdom to it.

From this day onward, countless outstanding talents of the Immortal Sect would tread this path. With boundless passion, with their own blood and bones, their humiliation and glory, they would widen it little by little and smooth away its countless thorns.

From this day onward, sword dao research... might become cheaper and more efficient.

Leaving everything else aside, Hua Xiaohua alone could match a hundred ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators in her capacity for sword dao research and development.

If there were more people like Hua Xiaohua, with sufficient numbers and strength, the time needed for all current sword dao research could even be cut tenfold, with better-quality results.

In other words, if there were enough sword cultivators at the high, middle, and low levels, perhaps the Great Sun Nascent Soul Formation Secret Art could be fully developed in a few hundred years. The two would reinforce each other.

Jiang Ding gazed at the panda Hua Xiaohua with eyes full of affection, as though he were looking at a walking "-1.5 days" on the Great Sun Nascent Soul Formation Secret Art's progress bar.

"This is wonderful