If they were Cultivators, they naturally knew that pies did not simply fall from the sky.
Though the Spell Swords within Sword Heaven Pool were Supreme-grade and brimming with spiritual charm, they were not human after all and had never experienced the perils of the mortal world.
Strong as their spirituality was, their hearts were as pure as those of infants. That was the best description for these flying swords still lost in ignorance.
Thus, they failed to notice the sinister intentions lurking behind Jiang Xuan's actions. Instead, like children receiving candy, they gladly accepted the Dao Arts and principles Jiang Xuan passed on to them.
All things in the world, so long as they possessed spirit, harbored the instinctive desire to grow and become stronger—flying swords were no exception.
To them, the two streams of Dao Resonance and principles Jiang Xuan bestowed upon them were precisely the keys that could help them break free of their grade's shackles and rise another step.
Therefore, their sword bodies trembled ceaselessly, their spirituality surged joyfully in the depths of their blades, and they developed a sense of intimacy toward the youth before them.
It was precisely this unguarded closeness that allowed Jiang Xuan's will and laws to silently seep in along the Dao Resonance.
This was also the usual method by which Cultivators contracted and resonated with Spell Swords—pouring their own comprehended Dao Resonance and principles into the sword body to win the sword spirit's favor, then taking the opportunity to claim it for themselves.
Others, however, could only wear away at the task through slow, painstaking effort.
Moreover, the higher a Spell Sword's grade, the harsher its demands on spirituality. If the spiritual charm poured into it was inferior and muddled, not only would it fail to earn its favor, it