Chu Zhiyuan was taken aback.
Zhou Chongming was also surprised and quickly said, "The Emperor's Sword is a projection of the Heavenly Sword's clone. If it is devoured…"
"It doesn't matter," Lu Wanshan said. "Sacrificing a single projection to allow Zhiyuan's sword to grow into a real Heavenly Sword is worthwhile."
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head. "Thank you for your kindness, Sect Leader, but I don't want to use this method."
Lu Wanshan said, "There are so many projections of the Heavenly Sword; losing one will not have a big impact."
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, his expression resolute. "Sect Leader, I will take it one step at a time. If it is to be destroyed by the Spirit Venerable, then it's simply bad luck. When I achieve the status of Spirit Venerable, I will train again."
"Good, such ambition is commendable!" Zhou Chongming clapped his hands in admiration. "That's the spirit you need, Zhiyuan!"
