"This way, no matter how lofty Young Master Bai Shuo's background was, he could still tell his disciple, 'Don't be envious, my boy. Our ancestors also passed down a legacy. You're no worse than him!'"
And just as the Cangming Monarch expected.
Upon hearing this, Ji Xiu was indeed deeply moved.
"The Ten Pillars of Great Xuan, the Sword Dao Ancestral Court... Master, did our Ancestral Master truly come from there?"
"Does that mean our School might have some fragments or remnants left behind?!"
Although rumor had it that the Sword Dao Ancestral Court had long since fallen apart, for a behemoth of that scale, even if it was gone, if even a little something had trickled down...
...it would be enough for others to benefit from it endlessly!
Ji Xiu couldn't help but rub his hands together, his heart itching with anticipation.
Seeing his reaction, Duan Chenzhou gazed toward the gate of the Celestial Blade Style.
