The small hut was not large, about a hundred square ters, entirely built from bamboo.
Tian Wuya pushed open the door of the hut and walked in.
When Amalia entered, she imdiately noticed a wooden plaque directly opposite the door, in front of which was a portrait.
The portrait depicted a man in a flowing white dress.
Amalia had never seen such a handso man before except Kenny Lin.
The man had a gentle smile and a soft expression, with eyes that seed to sparkle like clear water.
No matter from which direction you looked, it felt as though he was gazing right at you.
His gaze feels like could instantly calm soone’s heart.
"This is your master’s husband. Hurry up and pay your respects to him," Tian Wuya said.
At the sight of the man’s portrait, all her fierceness transford into tenderness.
Without hesitation, Amalia lifted the hem of her garnt, knelt down, and respectfully said to the man in the portrait, "Disciple Amalia pays respects to Master’s husband."
Tian Wuya nodded her head in satisfaction, "Your master’s husband is no longer with us, but he was also a mber of the Green Lotus Sect. Since you have accepted as your master, he is also akin to half a master to you. His heart was always with the Green Lotus Sect. As our disciple, I hope that in the future, you will also consider the Green Lotus Sect as your ho."
Tian Wuya had understood the intentions of Lian Qinglan from the mont he ca to her.
In fact, their actions were unnecessary.
The Green Lotus Sect was her husband’s ho, the place he dedicated his life to protecting.
If anything were to happen to the Green Lotus Sect in the future, she would never stand by and do nothing.
"Disciple understands," Amalia nodded.
"Alright, next, I will teach you the True Sun Spirit thod," Tian Wuya said as she led Amalia out of the hut and onto a spacious piece of land outside.
The heavy rain was still falling, but the raindrops did not co near them.
"Blade cultivation and sword cultivation both temper the cultivator’s mind. This is known as heart refinent, unyielding and resilient; the will born from this is the essence of blade intent," Tian Wuya’s hands clasped behind her back and her eyes gazing into the distance, "People say that sword cultivators are the strongest spiritual cultivators, but they do not realize that blade cultivators are no less powerful than them. In ancient tis, blade cultivation and spiritual cultivation were the two mightiest paths on the Mystic Void Continent."
Tian Wuya turned around to look at Amalia, "Your will is strong. If you achieve mastery in the way of the blade, you will undoubtedly beco the greatest blade cultivator on the Mystic Void Continent. However, rely enduring hardships is not enough. A blade cultivator without a blade is not a true blade cultivator. You need a blade to nurture from the very beginning. I have heard that you are also an Artificer?"
"Yes, Master," Amalia replied.
"That’s perfect. I will not give you a weapon."
Amalia felt a little strange in her heart.
Is it because she doesn’t want to give her a weapon, or was there another reason?
Seeing her master’s serious expression, she thought it must not be the forr.
"Actually, refining your own blade is better than receiving one from . Knowing its origin, you can reforge it as your strength grows and nourish it with your heart’s blood. A blade cultivated in this way will not only be the most suitable for you but also unleash its greatest power," Tian Wuya explained.
Amalia’s eyes lit up with excitent.
She hadn’t realized it could be done this way.
"Master, how do I refine such a weapon?" Amalia asked.
Tian Wuya shook her head regretfully, "This thod has been lost for many years."
Amalia thought: ...Then why did you ntion it in the first place?
It felt like being given a date only to have it snatched away before tasting its sweetness.
Tian Wuya seed to understand her thoughts or perhaps rembered sothing, and suddenly smiled, "However, when I said ’lost,’ I ant in the outside world."
"Master, please speak plainly. I can’t guess," Amalia replied, not wanting to play the guessing ga.
"On the entire Mystic Void Continent, the only place that has this refining thod is Artifact Refining Valley," Tian Wuya said with a aningful smile, "If you have the courage, you can go to Artifact Refining Valley to get it."
The word "get" likely needed quotation marks, Amalia thought.
Her master really seed to thrive on chaos, encouraging her disciple to risk her life.
Considering the refining thod was a secret of Artifact Refining Valley, they wouldn’t easily pass it on even to their own disciples, let alone an outsider.
If she dared to ask, she might be thrown out the next second.
"Is this why many Artificers choose to go to Artifact Refining Valley?" Amalia asked.
Tian Wuya nodded her head, "Indeed, Artifact Refining Valley has many secrets. If you want to pursue the path of Artificers, you must go there. The Green Lotus Sect cannot help you much in this regard."
Amalia shook her head, "If I wanted to go, I wouldn’t be standing here."
"However," she continued, changing her tone, "I do not intend to give up the path of Artificer."
"Oh?" Tian Wuya raised her eyebrow with interest, "Simultaneously cultivating both the way of the blade and the way of Artificer is not easy. You may end up achieving neither of them. Are you certain?"
"Disciple naturally has full confidence."
Amalia replied with a calm yet deeply self-assured deanor, a confidence that was matched only by her determination.
Tian Wuya observed her for a mont and then burst into hearty laughter, "Good! I won’t stop you. Since you have made your decision, don’t let down."
"Master, can you also teach formations?" Amalia asked, without questioning whether her master knew formations, which was subtly flattering to her.
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