Flying Sword Refinement Speed Greatly Increased

Threads upon threads of pain appeared in the lake of his heart, only to be suppressed by the Annihilation Sword Intent, unable to affect his true heart.

The next moment, an image appeared before Jiang Ding.

It was a scene of a boy practicing swordsmanship in Shallow Water Village. He was eleven or twelve, still a minor. Every day, he logged into Sword Across the World and, with the system's help, practiced Shallow Water Village's distinctive basic sword art, the Fish-Slaying Sword Technique, tirelessly until his allotted gaming time as a minor ran out.

His dream was to enter the adult swordsmanship department and become one of those handsome, carefree sword immortals from television and films.

"This is good. The youths of the Immortal Sect have new dreams..."

Jiang Ding muttered, his vision blurring for a moment.

In a daze, he became that youth, practicing the sword day and night, carrying a childish dream in his heart, curious about everything, having completely forgotten his own more than two hundred years of life.

Clang!

The Supreme Clarity Flying Sword rang out.

"The remnants of Blazing Sun Spirit Iron's sword intent..."

The influence was only slight. Clarity returned to Jiang Ding's eyes.

The will of a mortal was insignificant to a Golden Core cultivator. Yet after being tempered in the Grand Void Illusory Realm, then hammered and refined through countless processes at Blazing Sun Spirit Iron No. 1 Factory, it was enough to make most Nascent Soul Cultivators suffer qi deviation. It was exceedingly dangerous.

This was the hidden danger of Blazing Sun Spirit Iron, and also the reason Taiyin's branch existed in the Sun-Moon Sword Pavilion in contrast to the Great Sun branch.

"These... are nothing much."

Jiang Ding said indifferently.

His divine soul and sword intent actively sank into these