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Hou Niao had finally settled on a direction for his swordsmanship. Since embarking on the Sword Dao, it had taken him twenty years to reach even this rough understanding.
He did not know what the future would hold if he chose this path. But given his present circumstances, he had no way back.
He could not follow the same step-by-step progression as the other Shanmen Sword Cultivators, then maintain a level on par with the elite spell cultivators of the great Daoist sects. That was not what he wanted.
After experiencing the true Body Sword Technique, he could never forget that exhilarating feeling.
Having seen the vast ocean, no other waters would suffice; beyond the body sword, no sword deserved the name!
He liked the feeling of blood spraying right before his eyes beneath his blade. If he stood too far away, it felt as though he had not had his fill.
Was he falling onto a demonic path?
Although Shanmen Quanzhen was called demonic, few of its Sword Cultivators considered themselves actual demons.
That kind of demon was not this kind of demon.
With his decision made, his spirits cleared. The only thing still troubling him was how to get his hands on the incomplete body sword manual in the underground vault.
He poured himself a cup of wine and lay on the garden rockery, feeling the warmth of the sunlight as he pondered how to break through that inexplicable layer of thin ice between himself and Li Chuping.
Proud people all seemed to be like this, didn't they?
*Perhaps I've been catching up too quickly and made the old