Zhao Changhe cast a glance at Ye Wuming, increasingly doubtful whether this so-called “relatively peaceful” world of cultivation was ever peaceful to begin with.0

By all logic, if magical treasures and conflict existed, and if the Heavenly Sword Venerable had his own history of discord with that weapons store, then war had never truly vanished from this world. Ultimately, this was a world where people defied the heavens for life and power, so there was a limit to any peace.0

And yet a top-tier powerhouse of this world was saying that he would personally accompany a child through her trial? Where was his pride?0

Ye Wuming’s face remained unreadable, but she quietly opened her mouth and said, “Then Yu’er shall humbly request a few pointers.”0

Ling Ruoyu showed no sign of anxiety. On the contrary, her fighting spirit seemed to spark. When she and River of Stars became one, she ceased to be just Ling Ruoyu. She became something capable of threatening the very Heavenly Dao. And now, with a human mind and will guiding the sword, she was even stronger than when she had been a mere spirit.0

Even that...0