"Strengthen our Sword Sect..."
"I did not expect that this Nascent Soul elder, leaving behind only a strand of Sword Spirit, would possess such a pure thought."
Lu Xuan felt the perseverance emanating from the depths of the Sword Spirit and admiration spontaneously arose in his heart.
Although he also harbored a sense of belonging to the Dongxuan Sword Sect, compared to the persistence in the Sword Spirit, it was like the difference between the light of a firefly and the light of the bright moon.
"My Sword Path cultivation cannot match the Sword Spirit, and my talent is only average, I wonder whether I can resonate with this Sword Spirit and subdue it."
Lu Xuan's mind stirred and then, clearing his throat, his expression solemn,
"Strengthen our Sword Sect!"
He shouted with great fervor, as if ready to devote everything to the Sword Sect, including his life.
The Sword Spirit gave no response.
"..."