Du Youqian was completely stunned.
Although he had never met this Master Luo Yan, the two of them were already bound by fate.
Originally, they were destined to, every so often, swing their swords together—one wielding the Celestial Dao Sword, the other the Human Dao Sword.
By achieving the Unity of Heaven and Man, they would regulate Yin and Yang, comb through the Earth Veins, and slow the process of Momenan's decline.
But now… he couldn't very well have Master Luo Yan's corpse swing the Celestial Dao Sword, could he?
Of course, the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion could also cultivate the next person capable of inheriting the Celestial Dao Sword, regardless of the cost.
But was an inheritor so easy to find?
Talent, willpower, and luck—not one could be missing.
An inheritor for the Human Dao Sword hadn't been cultivated in a thousand years, and in the end, they had to seek outside help.
