Ren stared at the Blood Jade, his eyes gleaming. "I've struck it rich... I really have this time! Blood Jade formed from bones stained with blood—just how precious must it be?"
Ren knew very well that anything connected to Pangu in the Primordial World was bound to be extraordinary.
Pangu's descendants were almost all renowned. In the Primordial World, merely being counted among them brought certain benefits.
As he gazed at the Blood Jade, Ren made up his mind: this was the target for his Origin Art secret technique.
The Blood Jade's origins were extraordinary. Once it underwent Transformation, its potential would be immense. More importantly, its shape was anything but ordinary: it was a sword. Heaven had nurtured this Blood Jade into a sword shape. Though it only looked like a sword, lacking the Zhu Xian Sword's Fiendish Qi and ornamentation, that shape alone promised extraordinary results if it underwent Transformation and cultivated the Sword Dao.
Ren cultivated the Sword Dao too, so there could be no better fit for him than merging with this Blood Jade Sword.
Excitement surged through Ren as he stared at the Blood Jade Sword like a rare treasure. He wished he could use his Origin Art secret technique at once, slip inside the Jade Skin, and devour the sword.
But Yuding Zhenren was still here. Ren had to be careful. If Yuding discovered him, he would be in trouble.
Ren could only use his Origin Art secret technique after Yuding Zhenren left. Yet he worried that once Yuding stopped preaching, the Blood Jade Sword, which possessed faint Sentience, might leave on its own. How would he ever find it again across the vast Jade Spring Mountain?
His worries soon vanished. Wrapped in dark Jade Skin, the Blood Jade Sword pressed toward the Zhu