[You spent several months carefully studying the first part of the "World-Covering Sword Classic" before finally reading through all its scriptures and integrating their teachings.]
[You did not rush toward success-when cultivating a supreme Sword Way art like this, every step had to be firm. Sharpening the blade would not delay the chopping of wood.]
[Inside the quiet chamber, you initially remained somewhat wary of Xuanji. But as your mind gradually sank into the Sword Classic, you found its breadth and depth ever more profound, its intricacies utterly exquisite. Before you knew it, you had entered a state of self and things forgotten.]
[Wisps of Sword Qi escaped from your body. Beyond your Hidden Light, Heaven-Burning, and Right Mindfulness sword intents, a new sword intent was quietly taking shape, like a fresh shoot breaking through the soil, gathering strength to emerge.]
[Xuanji naturally would not harm you at such a moment. Instead, he spread the power of his divine soul around the secret chamber, guarding your cultivation and quietly awaiting your progress.]
[To him now, you were like a rare piece of uncut jade. Every measure of progress you made brought him another measure of joy.]
[This was not his first time teaching someone the Sword Way. The gourd had passed through more than a dozen owners, including several with outstanding talent for the sword who had also received his guidance.]
[Yet none had ever commanded so much of his attention.]
[For the Sword Ancestor who had taught him the Sword Way had once told him personally: in this world, the highest form of talent for the Sword Way was neither a naturally formed sword bone nor any of the various innate sword physiques, but a gift called the "lucid sword heart."]
[A lucid sword heart was an inborn spiritual