“Fuck!” Tianming broke out in a cold sweat. “Senior, I’m a man!” 

“I don’t care if you’re a man or woman. Strip!” The Hexapath Sword God grinned.

Tianming got the feeling that the inseparable Feng Qingyu and Jian Wuyi had patterned themselves after this old man. 

“No.” Tianming firmly refused.

This Hexapath Sword God was merely a Sword Formation that repeated the words left by him.

“Wow! You’re handsome. I like how you’re built!” 

The Hexapath Sword God replied as expected. Tianming's expression was dark; he hadn’t removed anything! The Hexapath Sword God continued reading his lines. "Since you’ve granted me a feast for the eyes, I’ll teach you the Purgatory Dao today!" 

They were finally getting started.

Tianming had been frightened by the old man but also admired the fact that he’d held on to his interests even after being dead for so many years. 

"This sword is a true divine-class sword intent, the crème de la crème! According to legend, humans will enter reincarnation and the eighteen...