Xuanhuan: My Sword Aura Can Cultivate on Its Own

Su Zi'an, the greatest prodigy of the swordsmanship holy land, was under a lot of pressure because his sword aura had grown even thicker and longer.

His thirty-thousand-mile sword aura was about to pierce right through the Sword Sect!

At this rate, he wouldn't be able to hide his sword aura much longer!

"What should I teach today?"

"Oh, sword, don't secretly get smug. A thirty-thousand-mile sword aura is impressive, but it still can't reach the immortals in the sky. Today, we'll practice the Eighteen Sacred Sword Forms."

A figure stood with his hands behind his back, holding a sword manual in one hand. Patiently and gently, he guided his student.

Behind him, a thirty-thousand-mile sword aura listened attentively!

Then the sword aura surged like a sea, spreading everywhere and weaving across the sky. It struck down star after star, and the Eighteen Sacred Sword Forms reached perfection!

"Looks like I'm still a good teacher. That's enough cultivation for today."

Looking at the sword aura, which had grown another size thicker, Su Zi'an murmured:

Bet you didn't see that coming. My sword aura cultivates on its own, and it cultivates damn fast!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.