The moment this thought surfaced, every inconsistency linked together in Gong Qingyue's mind, forming a clear thread.
"In this situation, there's truly no need to force our way through the Fifth Sword Pass."
"After all, even Zhong Ming had to give his all upon entering the Fifth Sword Pass, with no room to be distracted."
"If Young Master Jiang Xuan went in, he naturally wouldn't have the energy to comprehend the Dao either."
Knowing that Jiang Xuan was not shrinking back, but comprehending the Dao instead, the stone in Gong Qingyue's heart quietly fell away.
At the same time, she wondered what Dao Arts Jiang Xuan was trying to comprehend that required such a sacred sword tomb.
"Buzz!"
The myriad thoughts of those outside had nothing to do with Jiang Xuan. At this moment, his entire body and mind were focused on the advancement of the Clear-Heart Sword Disciple.
"Boom!"
As Jiang Xuan pressed "Confirm" within that tiny square of his consciousness, the change began.
The Purple Precious Grade profession [Clear-Heart Sword Disciple], which carried Jiang Xuan's countless days and nights of bitter cultivation, every insight into Sword Intent gained with each swing of his sword—at this moment, abruptly began to burn.
What ignited was no ordinary flame. It did not even come from the outside world, but erupted from the depths of the profession mark itself, as though everything contained within the four words "Clear-Heart Sword Disciple" had been set alight, released, and sublimated at this very instant.
Also cast into those flames were the nine class advancement tasks Jiang Xuan had just completed.
"Boom!"
[①: Cultivate Clear-Heart Sword Disciple to completion; (Completed)]—Burn!
Those day-after-day efforts, those countless sleepless nights in the quiet chamber... all became kindling.
[②: Raise Sword of the Mind to completion; (Completed)]—Burn!
That formless