The power being minor was not an issue, for nurturing Ye’s natal sword within his body brought Jiang Shouzhong a joy he could scarcely articulate; after all, he could forever treasure Ye’s beloved object.
Following the thod bestowed by Yan Changqing, Jiang Shouzhong bit his fingertip and dripped his blood onto it. As the jade hairpin sword buzzed and trembled, it transford into a stream of light that burrowed into his glabella (forehead area).
And Jiang Shouzhong clearly sensed the presence of the natal sword.
The jade hairpin sword nested within one of his acupoints.
With a thought, Jiang Shouzhong instructed the jade hairpin sword to whirl around him, emanating from his glabella. Its blade dragged a streak of white light, looking particularly striking, though handling it was still sowhat raw and strenuous.
"The natal sword consus a lot of energy, use it sparingly, and don’t summon it to kill foes recklessly. During your daily ditations, resonate more with it to strengthen your bond,"
Yan Changqing advised.
Jiang Shouzhong nodded repeatedly and drew back the jade hairpin sword.
"Additionally, I’ve noticed sothing about that hairpin..."
Yan Changqing halted mid-sentence, looking at Jiang Shouzhong and asked, "Jiang Mo, how deeply do you really know your Sister Ye? On ordinary days, have you noticed anything unusual about her?"
"Unusual?"
Jiang Shouzhong frowned and shook his head, "I haven’t noticed anything."
Aside from being occasionally lancholic, he didn’t find anything unusual about Sister Ye.
Yan Changqing nodded slightly, moving past the topic and said, "The Capital has been rather unsafe these days, try to avoid conflicts with outsiders as much as possible. I have so trivial matters and can’t always protect you. Fortunately, with ngniang around, most experts won’t pose a threat to you.
However, on the other hand, I don’t wish to protect you excessively; enduring so hardships is necessary for growth. Fortune and destiny, thick or thin, are all grasped between life and death."
"Yes, I’ll be cautious,"
Jiang Shouzhong responded.
Yan Changqing customarily opened his wine jug and inhaled the aroma of the liquor within, his eyes wandering toward the window. After a mont of silence, he suddenly asked, "Jiang Mo, do you think I am a good person or a bad person?"
Jiang Mo sat upright, his hands resting on his thighs, and looking straight at the other replied:
"I only know you are a formidable cultivator. As for being good or bad, that depends on what you intend to do to . If it harms , then you are a bad person. If it benefits , then you are a good person."
Yan Changqing lightly smiled, "You’re quite realistic, young man."
Jiang Shouzhong smirked.
The three fundantal essences of human nature: the first is to be despicable, the second is to be hypocritical, and the third is to be realistic.
Yan Changqing withdrew his gaze, his smile tinged with amusent, "Rember back at the Cloud Lake, that third young master of the Famous Sword Villa, Fang Ziheng, had already apologized and was willing to reconcile, and yet it seed you were unwilling to accept it. Why is that?"
Jiang Shouzhong thought for a mont and earnestly said, "He apologized to because of you. If you hadn’t appeared at that mont, I surely would have been severely wounded by him. So he wasn’t apologizing to , but rather to you. An apology of that sort is aningless to ."
"So you want to reclaim it yourself?"
"Yes."
Jiang Shouzhong did not conceal his inner thoughts and calmly stated, "I am just a commoner, without much capacity to forgive, and I am not broad-minded. Sotis, I seek retribution for every grievance and can be quite selfish.
I will judge right and wrong in this world myself. If I believe there is no wrong, then there is no wrong. If soone insults , I will definitely reclaim it. If I lack the ability to reclaim justice, then that’s my fate. If I do have the ability, then others must prepare to face the consequences."
Yan Changqing tapped his wine jug lightly and asked softly:
"With Fang Ziheng challenging you with a sword, given your current level of cultivation, you can reclaim justice. When you encounter him, do you plan to strike once or return the favor with two strikes, doubling the retribution?"
Jiang Shouzhong pursed his lips, offering no answer.
"The Taoist River Map majorly emphasizes cultivating according to one’s heart, and strictly avoids acting against it."
Yan Changqing spoke slowly, "Your realm before reaching grandmaster can be advanced by opening acupoints. But your cultivation beyond that relies more on the heart. Li Guanshi had once jumped two major realms in a single night by understanding and proving the Dao through heart observance. She is the only one I regard as capable of ascending.
You want revenge, you want justice, or even to be a hero or a villain; anything is fine. Once you decide, then go ahead and do it.
Whether you step into the abyss or soar above the nine heavens in the future, it’s a path chosen by your heart, with no regrets. So, you need not worry that I would be disappointed in you or harbor killing intentions towards you.
Although I am fundantally influenced by Confucianism, I highly esteem the military’s doctrines of killing. Just like I said before, all truths in the world are ford through fighting. Right and wrong are the sa."
Yan Changqing hesitated for a mont, then added:
"The master of Wuchan Temple, Master Wuhui, once said: ’All realms turn with the heart, all laws are created by the heart. Without the heart, there can be no ergence; without the heart, there is no manifestation. My heart is the universe; the universe is my heart.’
This statent has greatly benefited , though my understanding may not apply to you. You might try to comprehend it yourself. If you have the chance, you might as well visit Wuchan Temple and seek his guidance personally.
However, that old monk moves unpredictably, coming and going without trace, so eting him is simply a matter of fate."
Feeling the sincerity in the other’s words, Jiang Shouzhong’s heart ward, and he nodded firmly.
"Cultivate well, and attend to cultivating your heart as well. I will visit every now and then to check on your progress in cultivation," Yan Changqing said as he hung the wine jug at his waist and stood up.
Jiang Shouzhong stood to see him out.
As Yan Changqing reached the door, he suddenly turned back and asked, "Who is that young lady to you?"
"What young lady?"
Jiang Shouzhong was utterly confused.
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