When the heart of the sword is clouded, use your own body as a forge and reforge its edge.
The young man’s cultivation had not advanced in five years. Then, on a stormy night, he heard the faint ring of a divine artifact sleeping within him.
It turned out his meridians had long since been reshaped by the most overbearing sword energy and the purest sword heart.
The world mocked him as a good-for-nothing, never realizing that every inch of his flesh and blood was laying the foundation for the true Nine Heavens Sword Art.
And the first words spoken by the Nine Heavens Sword Spirit upon awakening were: “Master, your body is finally strong enough to withstand the first move.”
