Lü Yang felt this was the moment he needed to step up.
At this point, he too could see the mastermind's plan. It was obviously to fundamentally negate Demon-Vanquishing Perfected's entire life of wielding a sword without killing.
'This is an attack on his very soul...'
Sword Intent was the culmination of a Cultivator's lifelong obsession, a convergence of their will. When strong, it was as unyielding as tempered steel, their resolve unshakable. But when weak, it was as fragile as a clay figure, toppling at the slightest push.
Demon-Vanquishing Perfected's Non-Killing Sword Intent was just like that. If he were truly questioned and contradicted by someone he had once saved, causing him to doubt himself, his Non-Killing Sword Intent would inevitably weaken. When that happened, it would no longer be able to suppress the immense Fortune on his body, and Demon-Vanquishing Perfected would immediately have to begin Seeking Gold!
'I can't let them get their way!'
