"Thank you for your guidance, Master. I have learned much."
Having thought it through, Jiang Yang let go of his resentment. His heart grew much calmer, and he bowed as he replied.
Xuan Guang waved a hand to show that it was nothing, then said:
"No matter. It is best if you can think it through yourself."
Xuan Guang had carved his own way through a road of blood. With his divine powers and sword intent, he had roamed the world with exhilarating freedom. Yet after walking his Dao Path to its end, he had discovered that a sword alone could not do all the talking in this world.
Countless schemes, constraints on every side, tempering one's light to mingle with the dust—many things had to be experienced firsthand before one could understand retreat and learn compromise.
Sometimes, one climbed too quickly. Only upon looking around and finding no one left to lean on did one realize what it meant for the heights to be unbearably cold.
If Jiang Yang Ruo could awaken to this early and shed his lingering innocence, Xuan Guang would be deeply gratified.
After hearing this, Jiang Yang slowly collected himself, then turned his attention to another matter:
"Since the Luan-kind have stated it outright, may I ask, Master, whether the Sect already knew where Azure Corner Heaven was?"
"Of course."
Xuan Guang considered briefly before nodding in reply.
In truth, he had his own concerns about not explaining this matter fully. Jiang Yang's identity was special, after all. Some things could not be explained too clearly to him, and Xuan Guang was even reluctant to let him learn of them too soon.
The real reason was that once Jiang Yang learned of something, the resulting Transformation could be too great. He could easily ruin certain