"You seem to have forgotten what my greatest ability is. This isn't simply exhaustion from fighting."
Zuo Xiaoduo shook his head. "Teacher Qin, if you keep this up, your oil will run dry and your lamp will go out."
"It doesn't matter." Qin Fangyang seemed extraordinarily calm, yet it was a different sort of calm from his usual composure.
Zuo Xiaoduo knew he could not persuade him; he could also see where everything Qin Fangyang lost had gone.
He was now like a gardener pouring out his heart's blood, concentrating his entire mind as he taught... letting his lifetime of cultivation, his lifetime of insights, and his Sword Heart flow out, drop by drop, to all his students.
And the main recipients were none other than himself, Li Chenglong, Long Yusheng, Yu Moyan, Li Changming, and Wan Lixiu!
"Fuel Exhausted, Fire Passed On!"
Understanding suddenly dawned in Zuo Xiaoduo's heart.
Qin Fangyang must have realized that He Yuanyue did not have much time left; he himself no longer wanted to keep searching, much less continue bitterly enduring loneliness alone.
Perhaps Qin Fangyang had once had many plans: Sun Moon Pass, a military post, fighting, protecting... but now, his thinking had changed considerably.
The Qin Fangyang of today was probably planning to follow He Yuanyue when she passed away.
Yet he, too, felt it would be a pity to discard all his cultivation, so he had chosen this way to pass it on to his students!
Including his heart's blood, his mind, and his soul!
Even his own ability to wake up so quickly just now had been due to this. Qin Fangyang was using his own mental power to nourish Zuo Xiaoduo's soul.
Zuo Xiaoduo sighed softly.
What should he do about this?
He swiftly made up his mind, stood