"Ho."
Chen Xun gazed into the heavens, his eyes faintly brightening. He had not encountered many sword cultivators, but without question, whether in the mortal martial world or the Cultivation World, sword cultivators had never been few.
Especially among cultivators, sword cultivators always carried an unhideable edge and a carefree air.
Chen Xun smiled knowingly and nodded toward the distance.
He had only meant a fellowship of shared principles; he had never looked down on Sword Vault Ancient City. This Xuanyuan Sword Venerable had left quite an extraordinary impression on him.
"Chen Xun." Yin Tianshou spoke at that moment, looking reverently in the direction Xuanyuan Xing had departed. "This old man's master inherited the teachings of an Immortal and dared to raise his sword against true spirits. Back in the Great Vehicle Realm, he forcibly led three disciples through the Desolate Heaven Domain and carved out a territory of their own."
"Hehe, that immortal path truly sounded wondrous. Immortals ought to be like that."
Chen Xun nodded with a smile. The Great World was high as the sky and vast as the sea, forever drawing countless cultivators to it like moths to a flame. One ought to live out the splendor of one's age. "Elder Yin, I still think you should go out and see the world as well. Why remain confined to the Immortal Hall?"
"Brat, when did this old man ever say I would stay in the Mengmu Great Sea Region forever?!"
Yin Tianshou tugged at his beard and glared. "After cultivating for a while, Cui Ying and I will naturally travel to Profound Subtle Heaven Capital. As for the Grand Pure Great World and the Myriad Races Prodigy Grand Gathering, of course we are going!"
Had he not once said those very words to Chen Xun? Yin