The old man swept his gaze over the two of them, his tone turning solemn.
"But I must remind you: to obtain this saber or sword, you must first make the divine weapon acknowledge you as its master."
"But to make a divine weapon acknowledge you, you must conquer the spiritual imprint contained within it."
"This process is extraordinarily dangerous. If you succeed, all will be well. You will gain the insights within, and your martial path will become smoother. But if you fail, you may suffer damage to your sea of consciousness at best. At worst, you could lose your mind, or your soul could scatter into oblivion."
The old man looked at them, narrowing his eyes slightly. "Well? What will you choose to do with these two opportunities?"
Across from him, Lin Chen remained silent, seemingly considering his options, though he had already made his decision.
An extraordinarily dangerous process, with devastating consequences if I fail?
With those two conditions, Lin Chen would abandon even a heaven-shaking opportunity without hesitation.
This is gambling with my life!
It was nothing like breaking through to a higher major realm, where failure merely damaged his foundations, which would recover sooner or later.
Lose this gamble, and I'm done for!
Beside him, Mu Yunzhou's expression shifted several times at those words before his gaze finally grew resolute.
"I am willing to accept the trial!"
Mu Yunzhou spoke.
"Brother Mu, think this through. The dangers involved are no empty warning."
Lin Chen spoke up.
Mu Yunzhou turned toward Lin Chen, his eyes brimming with resolve. "There is no need to dissuade me, Brother Lin. How could the martial path ever be free of risk? From overcoming a bottleneck to exploring ancient ruins, those risks can be far greater than this."
As he spoke,