Five Elements Sect, outer sect disciples' residential district.
The night was dark and windy, and fierce gusts howled.
With a creak, Mo Yun pushed open the courtyard gate and returned to his residence.
Once again, he had resisted temptation and politely declined the request to stay at the Blade Tower as its master.
"I'll focus on one discipline first and leave the rest until my Martial Dao cultivation reaches Primordial Unity!"
Of course, aside from that reason, Mo Yun had also discovered that the speed at which he absorbed blade intent and blade momentum while cultivating was terrifying-and far too domineering.
If he stayed at the Blade Tower to cultivate, its other members probably wouldn't be able to snatch even a sliver of blade intent or blade momentum...
"Forget it. I'll take things one step at a time. I still have a long road ahead before Primordial Unity. If all else fails, I can just add points then!"
"At most, I'll just have to absorb more origin crystals or hunt more demons!"
At the mention of origin crystals, Mo Yun seemed to suddenly remember something. Focusing, he took a rather coarse, bulging cloth sack from inside his robes.
As he untied the sack, streaks of crimson light immediately burst from within.
Inside lay a small mountain of origin crystals.
At the sight of them, Mo Yun couldn't help feeling touched, an inexplicable warmth filling his heart.
These origin crystals had been scraped together for him by the Blade Tower.
Perhaps they had heard Lin Qingxue mention that he was desperately short of origin crystals. Just before he left, they had scoured the entire Blade Tower and finally put together this sack.
Five hundred and twenty-two in total.
That oddly precise number made it clear that this was everything the Blade