"Stay in the residence and keep out of sight for now. Wait until the business at the Great Canyon is settled."
Hou Niao reminded him.
Daoist Wang looked apologetic. "I've only been a burden to you, brother..."
Hou Niao wanted to say something, but in the end, he said nothing. A man's character and habits were already set. Urging Daoist Wang to turn shame into courage and strive to better himself now might end up harming him instead.
Everyone had their own aspirations; they could not be forced.
Nor could all his friends be people like Fang Yazi and Wang Mian. If everyone were like him, this world would be finished sooner or later.
They wished each other well, and he drifted away.
There were still four days left, enough for him to fly to the Great Canyon and assemble with the others. This might delay his proper business in the Jade Capital, but there was no end to swordsmanship; if he missed a month or two of sword training, there would still be more to come. If he missed the operation at the Great Canyon, there would be no next time.
Deep down, he still hoped for more opportunities to test his swordsmanship. His last encounter with the Wu Sect Golden Core cultivator had been playing with fire. He would rather accumulate experience within the Three Heavens Realms and uncover his shortcomings.
Sword arts were one thing; their use still depended on the individual. This was something he could not achieve by cultivating alone behind closed doors. He needed combat experience. He needed to kill!
How unjust it was to call him the Mirage Tower Butcher. He had not even been there...
...The skies of the Shan Kingdom belonged to Sword Cultivators. It was also the only place where