After the Patriarch left, Huang Xiao thought for a moment, then stopped cultivating.
He had been putting too much pressure on himself these past few days.
The path of cultivation required both tension and relaxation.
Huang Xiao walked up behind Ou Jin and watched him reforge the Minghong Saber.
"You're here?" Ou Jin asked mildly without turning around.
"I was afraid of disturbing you, so I lightened my footsteps. Besides, I thought you might be immersed in Blade Forging and didn't want to interrupt," Huang Xiao said with a smile.
"My mind is entirely on Blade Forging." Ou Jin took a deep breath. "There's no other danger here, so I can devote myself to it wholeheartedly without worrying about anything else. I didn't sense your footsteps. Some changes in the Minghong Saber told me you had probably come close."
"Oh?" Huang Xiao raised his eyebrows. "What changes?"
"Can't you sense them yourself?" Ou Jin said.
"So that's it." Huang Xiao laughed. "The Minghong Saber seems more lively."
Huang Xiao could sense the joy coming from the Minghong Saber Soul.
There was an inexplicable connection between him and the Minghong Saber. They were as close as friends.
He could sense the Minghong Saber, and naturally, the Minghong Saber could sense him too.
Thus, the changes in the Minghong Saber Soul could not escape Ou Jin, who had been watching every change during Blade Forging, so he knew Huang Xiao had arrived.
"More than just lively." Ou Jin smiled faintly. "I don't think this Minghong Saber suits Senior Huo. You're still the one it suits best. The resonance between you is very strong. You could say man and saber share one heart."
Huang Xiao agreed.
Previously, the Patriarch had been stronger than him, and he had not been entirely certain whether the