"This flying sword is unparalleled in sharpness, possesses great resilience, and has astonishing potential. It can automatically absorb the essence of heaven and earth and the essence of various materials, thereby rapidly elevating its grade. With this in mind, I shall name it 'Beiming,' the flying sword 'Beiming.'"
Bai Ziyue's heart stirred. The flying sword transformed into a startling arc of light, drawing near from afar, automatically becoming ethereal, and then submerged into his body, floating up and down within his Dantian.
Meanwhile, the power of divine thought within his body slightly turned, surging into the flying sword, swiftly flushing and refining it.
Almost instantly, he felt the 'spiritual acupoints' within the flying sword gently vibrating, breathing in and out, and its quality and power slowly increased as a result.
...
The next day, Xu Ming, a disciple of Master Fushui and a true disciple of the Qingxu Sect, came to visit.
"Xu Ming greets Elder Kunlun."
