Chapter 13

"A fine sword intent," said Master Yuanshi casually. "But merely a human—what a pity."

In Master Yuanshi's eyes, humans, as the race created by Nüwa, could not compare in talent to the primordial lifeforms of the Honghuang.

Though he did not look down upon the fur-covered and scaled, human talent was merely ordinary.

Not to mention that, at present, the world was still dominated by the Wu and Yao clans; humans had not yet become the main actors of heaven and earth.

The destiny of heaven and earth did not favor humans today, let alone just one primordial human.

Ba Jing Palace.

Laozi's cultivation ground—the astonishing sword intent, this Saint naturally felt it too.

"Another promising human," Laozi chuckled. "Tongtian, younger brother, you've taken on a fine disciple."

For this Grand Pure Saint, he held no ill will toward humans—after all, it was humans who played a crucial role in his own path to becoming a legendary Saint.

Humans, after all, had played a vital role.

After all, the sect he founded was the Human Sect.

As for whether that human belonged to the Jie Sect, the Saint merely did a slight calculation—and he knew everything completely.

Saints, in this realm of heaven and earth, were not omnipotent.

But things they could not know were exceedingly rare.

And regarding Luo Fu's situation, naturally, none of these Saints could hide it from them.

Biyou Palace.

The Tongtian Jiaozhu was also awakened by that astonishing sword intent; his gaze turned toward the place where Luo Fu was.

"Luo Fu, the human?" Tongtian smiled faintly. "At merely the Mystic Immortal Realm, he has already perceived such terrifying sword intent—perhaps…"

At this moment, Tongtian felt the desire to take Luo Fu as his disciple.

Although he had already taken several direct disciples before, their talents were also quite impressive.

But one thing left Tongtian slightly disappointed.

Those direct disciples, though their cultivation speed was astonishing, their understanding and cultivation of the Sword Dao still left Tongtian Jiaozhu somewhat unsatisfied.

Each Saint had their own mastered Great Dao; Tongtian Jiaozhu's greatest strength was precisely the Sword Dao—the Dao of the Sword.

Now, Luo Fu's emerging brilliance had already stirred some interest in Tongtian.

"Luo Fu, the human—let me observe you more closely," said Tongtian Jiaozhu, his eyes gleaming.

Whether he could become his direct disciple.

Tongtian still needed to take a closer look.