Xiao Mo held the Condensed Light Longsword in his hand.
Each time Xiao Mo swung it, a crimson glow left a fleeting afterimage in the air.
Moreover, the longer Xiao Mo used it, the more effectively the Condensed Light Longsword tempered the Spiritual Power within his body.
Even his overly sharp Sword Qi seemed to be gently enveloped by the longsword, preventing it from harming his Spirit Veins and allowing him to gain better control over it.
He had to admit, that Fairy Jiang from the Wanjian Sect had truly given him a wonderful gift.
With this longsword and his current talent, Xiao Mo was confident he could achieve a breakthrough to Foundation Establishment within four months.
Just as Xiao Mo's practice of the Grass Character Sword Intent was becoming increasingly smooth, to the point where he was gradually Entering the Dao and losing himself in the art, a flash of white sword light landed before him.
Xiao Mo didn't stop, meeting the white sword light head-on.
