But at this moment, he had to lead his junior brother Zhenzhan, even facing a life crisis at any moment.
"Master, why do you say this? We swordsmen hone our sword intent amidst blood and flame so that we can continuously climb and seek the strongest peak. As disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, we should take the lead." Qinghe spoke.
The Sect Master Immortal sighed.
"It's good that you think this way. Remember, a true swordsman has a sword in their heart; everything else is false. Whether the Divine Sword Sect can be rebuilt or not, as long as the disciples' sword intent remains, our Divine Sword Sect will always endure. So don't become too attached to those illusory things. I know you disdain Tiandaozi, even think he shouldn't be the Swordbearer, but many things are not as simple as you imagine."
Perhaps having reached the final moment, the Sect Master Immortal inadvertently revealed his demeanor and began to ramble to his disciple.
