Before the swordsmanship assessment began, discussing the art's origins and background was perfectly normal.
What could be more natural?
Especially when the person being assessed was a new disciple who had only just joined the sect—
The sect leader's own disciple.
Telling him about the Skyscraping Divine Palace's secret arts and its glorious history was only right.
And yet—
When Xu Yuan asked, "Have any of my fellow disciples mastered it? I'd like to seek their guidance and spar with them someday"—
The elders exchanged glances, then shook their heads and chuckled.
"From ancient times to the present, legacies of every kind have multiplied beyond counting—but the Divine Palace has only so many cultivators. We simply can't practice them all," one elder said.
"Some legacies humans can practice. Others, they can't even begin," someone added.
"No one else practices this sword art. In fact, many legacies have been shelved and left to gather dust."
"The sect leader spent quite some time choosing before settling on this one."
"It looks difficult, but its power is immense. That's why she gave it to you."
"We're here today to see just how powerful it really is."
Everyone chimed in.
Taking the opportunity, Xu Yuan turned his attention back to the notebook.
Battle Prompts kept appearing:
"You have begun upgrading the sword art 'Solely Revering the Skyscraping.'" "As you practice, you have grasped the sword art's core and advanced rapidly, but you remain unable to unleash its true power!" "Reminder: the Curse Shadow on your body is nearly full." "Reminder: you have attracted the attention of a large number of Ghost Entities."
The lines of small text remained motionless.
Memories of a period of training surfaced in Xu Yuan's mind.
He did not look at them. Instead, he silently said to himself: