If only I were really a man...
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The pile of firewood inside the Daoist Temple glowed dully.
With gentle strokes, Su Bei carefully wiped the two swords within the Sword Box, feeling the fresh flow of energy coursing through his body, and he murmured to himself, "Swords must be nourished."
Wielding the Qingping Sword had become second nature to him. However, when it came to the Missing Departure, he still had much to learn in terms of control.
In this world, myriad methods and changes ultimately adhered to fundamental principles. What countless cultivators sought was the great longevity of immortality.
Cultivators who achieved lesser immortality were truly worthy of the title "Immortal," having initially "Achieved Dao." For Sword Cultivators, the sword nourished the person, and the person nourished the sword. Although the idea of becoming one with the sword might seem exaggerated, reaching the pinnacle of cultivation would at least require nurturing a Sword Spirit.
