Sword Essence flowed into Bai Tang like a trickling stream, but her mind was clearly elsewhere. Most of her attention was focused on sensing what happened, hoping to verify Jiang Yang's claim.
Daybreak Separation Sword Intent was the culmination of Bai Tang's lifelong cultivation of the Sword Dao. If she used it to kill, more than ninety percent of the world's cultivators would have to bare their necks for the blade. But this was the first she had heard of it helping someone cultivate the Sword Dao.
Sword Intent was highly distinctive. Put simply, it bore an intensely personal style. Just as no two leaves in the world were identical, even people studying the same Sword Canon would cultivate Sword Intent as different as heaven and earth.
Bai Tang had never begrudged Jiang Yang anything. If she could have passed her Sword Dao cultivation on to him, she would have done so long ago. Why else would she have gone to such lengths to teach him and spar with him?
Bai Tang kept watching for changes in Jiang Yang, yet she could sense none at all. Her Sword Intent showed no unusual movement from beginning to end.
But the next moment, Bai Tang froze. Before her very eyes, Jiang Yang suddenly slipped into a trance, and Sword Intent actually gathered deep within his vacant eyes. That familiar feeling left her dumbfounded, and she nearly forgot to draw in the Sword Essence through her mouth.
That's my Sword Intent!
With the truth laid bare before her, Bai Tang had no choice but to believe it.
She supported the back of Jiang Yang's head, carefully maintaining their position, while speculation stirred in her mind:
*He really does have such an ability. It makes no sense. Could it be... because he's the sword's