Chapter 1513: The Path of the Sword Dao Extreme in Emotion

A thumb-sized figure stood in the void.

Though small, every meridian and organ remained intact; he was still a Void Refining cultivator, capable of transforming the heavenly and earthly spiritual qi from the void's chaos into his own body.

Vast quantities of solar light converged, were swallowed and exhaled by him, and transformed into heavenly and earthly spiritual qi to nourish his body.

Jiang Ding sat cross-legged, motionless, for a full three years.

Three years passed; nourished by the myriad spiritual qi, his extremely weak divine soul recovered a trace, and his body seemed to have grown a few millimeters—a negligible amount.

"Very well."

"It will still take quite some time..."

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

After confirming that healing was a long-term endeavor, he temporarily set it aside and began to deal with his spoils of war.

Two flying swords, one black and one white, came from the Great Nether and the Light Sword Lord.

These two flying swords were naturally attracted to each other, entangled together, refusing to part even unto death; they died in the same grave. In the Holy Sword Duel, to slay their enemy, they pushed their sword Dao one step further and burned away their final shred of power.

In the end, they died.

Just like countless sword cultivators who had previously died in their hands.

Sword cultivators duel for the Great Dao; they die without regret, without resentment, without remorse.

"Light Daoist, Great Nether Daoist."

"This Lord will carry your glory forward until attaining the Dao and becoming an immortal..."

Jiang Ding whispered.

If one day he were to die in the hands of another sword cultivator, and if it did not involve the Immortal Sects, he would, in his final moments, sincerely wish that the victor could continue walking this path.

"Your descendants,"

"This Lord will look after them to some extent."

Jiang Ding sighed.

He opened his mouth and spat out a Six Paths Sealing Talisman he had placed within his heart; he gently lifted the seal and released four people.

The Great Nether Sword Disciple and the Light Sword Disciple, along with a Nascent Soul cultivator and a Jin Dan cultivator.

Among these four, the Great Nether Sword Disciple and the Light Sword Disciple were the continuation of their Dao, while the other two junior cultivators were the continuation of their bloodline; both seemed equally important.

"Inheriting Disciple Great Nether, Inheriting Disciple Light."

"We pay our respects, Sword Lord!"

The Great Nether and Light Sword Disciples looked at the thumb-sized youth in green robes before them and bowed deeply once more.

Those eight terrifying Dao Integration experts, each far surpassing the strongest Dao Integration Divine Lords of the Ancient God Realm over the past hundreds of thousands of years, had meticulously set traps and joined forces to encircle and kill him, yet a Void Refining cultivator still escaped; it was simply a tale out of thin air.

"You... have already become an existence like the Sword Disciples of the Upper Realm?"

The Light Sword Disciple fell silent for a moment, then asked.

A mixture of reverence and faint sorrow alternately surfaced in his heart, incredibly complex.

The sect's traditions, the sword Dao taught since childhood, filled him with pride and excitement; yet every little memory of his master and master's wife from the past filled his heart with an invisible sorrow, nearly suffocating him, impossible to shake off.

"Not yet."

"There is still a rather distant gap."

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly.

At this moment, the strength of the Dao Disciples of the Upper Realm's Immortal Sects could be guessed; they were no longer an impenetrable mist shrouded in obscurity.

It should be the Heavenly Sword Sword Technique at the Void Refining stage, combined with a Ninth-Rank Sword Embryo and the top-tier magic power and divine sense brought by the Near Immortal Gong Fa, crushing any peer.

Among these, the first item will soon be leveled by the successor of the Great Sun Sword Dao.

"A distant gap?"

The Light Sword Disciple sighed inwardly.

His master and others did not lose unfairly; they did not die in shame.

The Upper Realm, the seat of the Myriad Worlds, the center of countless worlds, gathered infinite heavenly treasures and earthly gems, as well as Dao Disciples and Sword Disciples forged by endless immortal Dao wisdom from ancient times to the present, beings like immortal spirits; they ought to be far beyond the highest peaks of the nine heavens, ethereal and remote, unreachable by mortals even by a fraction, let alone witnessed.

Now, in a desolate realm, an existence capable of catching up to the Upper Realm's Dao Disciples has been born.

Such a barren land has produced such an anomaly.

"Are you sad? Confused?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"Yes."

The Light Sword Disciple lowered his head and said, "My master and master's wife were actually no different from my own father and mother, yet they taught me not to grieve for the losers in the Holy Sword Duel, not to resent the victors of the Holy Sword Duel; these are emotions only the weak, the cowardly and incompetent cultivators would have."

"Sword cultivators should not be like this."

"Sword cultivators should face all deaths with calmness."

His heart was in great distress; he wanted to speak with someone, otherwise he felt he might suffer qi deviation, give rise to a heart demon obstruction, and have his sword heart shattered.

"The Yin-Yang Sun-Moon inheritance is indeed far more affectionate than the Great Sun inheritance."

"This might be an advantage."

Comparing the relationship between the Great Sun Sword Pavilion's Great Sun Sword Lord and the Great Sun Sword Disciple, Jiang Ding sighed slightly: "Perhaps the extremely high mortality rate of the Great Sun Sword Disciples throughout the ages is related to this."

"Alone in the world, facing everything by oneself, with no elders, no relatives, it is extremely easy to lose control."

"Therefore, Light, resent."

Jiang Ding suggested.

"Why do you..."

The Light Sword Disciple looked up, astonished.

He had thought that such a peerless genius of this realm, born in a remote realm yet capable of catching up to the terrifying existence of the Upper Realm's Immortal Sect Sword Disciples, would be extremely close to the purest sword Dao, and would rebuke and despise his kind of weak emotions.

But who would have thought, yet he agreed?

Why

?

"Resent it."

"This must be the Sword Dao of Yin and Yang."

Jiang Ding sighed: "Your Sword Dao springs from love, and gives birth to familial affection, yet the path of the Sword Cultivator is one of heartlessness... this is the contradiction."

"But no one has decreed that the Sword Dao must be heartless."

"Walk the path of the Extreme Emotion Sword Dao; it suits you better. You have resentment, so resent. Why suppress yourself for the so-called purity of the Sword Dao?"

"The Sword Dao should be me, not me changing myself to become the Sword Dao."

"The Sword Dao should be me..."

The Light Sword Disciple and the Great Darkness Sword Disciple were struck as if by lightning, completely stunned.

They fell into a state akin to sudden enlightenment.

If viewed from a higher perspective, one would see that the thumb-sized youth in green robes spoke not merely words, but a series of Sword Dao realizations: a lesson tailored specifically to the two Sword Cultivators' current Sword Dao foundations, states, magic power and divine sense structures, and Sword Hearts.

They could attain sudden enlightenment for two reasons: first, their accumulation was sufficiently deep, and they stood at this critical juncture of great change and confusion; second, they were lucky enough to successfully enter the state.

But the most important reason was the third: the Great Sun Sword Lord, a great master of education within this cluster of realms, had given them immense attention.

Jiang Ding glanced over the two, ignored them no longer, and turned his gaze to the two Nascent Soul and Jin Dan junior cultivators.

Ding!

Two sword lights crossed and slashed, striking Jiang Ding's cheeks and shattering into fragments.

Even though he was severely injured and weakened to the extreme, he was not someone a Void Refinement cultivator could kick while he was down, let alone two Nascent Soul and Jin Dan cultivators.

The two junior cultivators stared at the youth in green robes with venomous eyes.

"Those two are the continuation of Daoist Friend Light's path."

"Therefore, I will cultivate them."

Jiang Ding swept his divine sense over the two and said indifferently: "You perhaps also know that your aptitude and talent can only be considered mediocre; even with countless heavenly treasures and opportunities, you can at most advance to the Hua Shen Qi."

"Therefore, you will live a peaceful and happy life."

"So be it."

Jiang Ding waved his hand and sealed them once more.

In the future, they will spend their lives in a Minor Thousand World; to prevent them from dying by violating the laws of the Immortal Sects, Jiang Ding will set protective prohibitions upon them, forcibly stopping them before they commit crimes.

That is enough.

The Great Sun Sword Lord's expectations for these two descendants were never regarding the path of the Dao.