“Innate sword bones are extremely rare. Even on the Ancient Nebula Road, such a constitution is regarded as a top Saint-grade talent.1

“Those who possess it are often regarded as the favored children of the Sword Dao, born sword cultivators. As long as they don’t die prematurely, becoming a King or a Saint is nothing difficult, and even in realizing their dao into the Emperor stage, they still have an advantage over the rest.”0

Listening to A’hu’s melodious voice as she imparted the knowledge, Lin Xun’s heart was filled with complicated emotions as he stared blankly at the straw-shod youth who was sound asleep with his head resting on the table.0

Back then, Yun Qingbai had also been a poor village boy, but because of his innate sword bone, he had been targeted by quasi-Emperor Baqi from the North Sea Ancient Domain .1

Since then, Yun Qingbai had embarked on a path of no return where his life was not his own.0

To this day, Lin Xun still remembered Yun Qingbai’s words that had been said in an incredibly serious tone right before his death:0

“In fact, we are the same kind of people. The only difference is you have a choice, while I…never had any…”0

Indeed....0