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Xuandu gazed at the void, a slow smile creeping onto his lips.

"Because I've also experienced the same confusion you've felt."

"I used to think that the higher one's cultivation level, the closer one is to the Great Dao."

"But I later realized that cultivation level was just a facade."

"The true path lies in purity."

The more you try to grasp something, the less likely you are to get it.

"The more you try to cross that threshold, the more solid it becomes."

"Only by letting go of attachments and returning to one's true self can one succeed."

"Only then can your sword become pure again."

"Only then can that threshold be broken."

Taixu fell silent.

He gazed at Xuandu, his sharp, sword-like eyes flashing with an uncertain light.

He spent tens of thousands of yuan in seclusion, believing that he had reached the pinnacle of his swordsmanship.

But this man in blue robes, in just a few words, revealed the key to understanding that he had never been able to grasp even after spending tens of thousands of yuan.

The sword is not pure enough.

These five words were like a thorn stuck in his heart, impossible to remove or dispel.

Taixu spoke slowly, his voice deep:

"You say my sword isn't pure enough... then what should I do?"

Xuan Du looked at him, but did not rush to answer.

He stood with his hands behind his back on the floating land of the southern border, his blue robes fluttering slightly, his black hair flowing over his shoulders.

Deep within those calm eyes, however, a faint glimmer of light was flickering.

he was thinking.

Thinking about someone.

The person dressed in a green robe, sitting upright in the Biyou Palace on Jin'ao Island.

That person who would spend hundreds of millions of yuan to protect the Jie Sect, the Ten Thousand Immortals, and the original aspiration of the sword path.

His master was the Tongtian Sect Leader.

Tongtian walks the path of the sword and cultivates the sword heart. Although he is only at the fifth level of the Saint Realm, the sword heart he has cultivated over billions of years is far beyond what realm can measure.

If Taixu were to discuss the Dao with his master, it would benefit both of them.

He gazed into the void and slowly spoke:

"Fellow Daoist Taixu, you said you lack a trigger."

"I do know someone."

"He cultivates the way of the sword, and his original intention will remain unchanged even if he receives billions of dollars."

"His sword might offer you some inspiration."

Taixu raised an eyebrow, signaling him to continue.

Xuandu continued:

"My master is Tongtian Jiaozhu of the Jie Sect."

"He is also a practitioner of swordsmanship."

"Although his current cultivation level is only at the fifth level of the Heavenly Dao Saint, he has never deviated from the way of the sword in his entire life."

"If you could have a discussion with him and understand his state of mind, you might gain something from it."

Taixu was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

The Fifth Heaven of a Sage?

This blue-robed man from the primordial world, a half-step peak Hunyuan Taiji existence, actually has a master behind him.

Moreover, that master was only at the fifth level of the Saint Realm?

A hint of surprise flashed in Taixu's sharp eyes, which then turned into deep thought.

A Saint at the fifth level is not even as good as a Primordial Great Luo at the ninth level in the Xuanji Heavenly Domain.

Judging from Xuandu's words, that Tongtian Sect Leader follows the path of the sword.

Moreover, the billion-yuan amount has never deviated from its target.

Taixu remained silent for a moment.

"Can your master, with his cultivation at the fifth level of the Saint Realm, truly enlighten me?"

Xuan Du looked at him and nodded slightly.

"The level of one's spiritual realm does not determine the depth of one's Dao heart."

"My master cultivated the Billion Yuan Sect. Although he was unable to make any progress due to the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, his sword heart never wavered."

"What you lack is not strength, but mindset."

"If you can sit down and discuss philosophy with him, you might be able to rediscover that purity."

Taixu remained silent for even longer.

He gazed at Xuandu, and the light in the depths of his sharp eyes was slowly shifting.

He has billions of dollars to his name, and he practices the way of the sword, believing only in his own sword.

But now, his sword is broken.

After spending tens of thousands of yuan in seclusion and failing to break through to Hunyuan Taiji, a crack has appeared in his swordsmanship will.

The crack wasn't deep, but it was enough to prevent him from taking another step forward.

He needs to mend that crack.

Taixu nodded slightly, the movement very light, yet carrying a solemnity akin to the weight of billions of dollars settling down:

"In that case, I will take a trip to the primordial world."

"To meet your master."

"If you can resolve my confusion, I will come to you and become your disciple."

As the sound faded, silence returned to the floating continent of the southern border.

The countless leaves of that towering tree trembled slightly, as if they too were processing these words.

Shen Ni stood behind Xuan Du, his blood-gold eyes gazing at the void, a hint of complexity in his gaze.

When he was running rampant in the Xuanji Heavenly Domain, he never imagined that one day Taixu would say the words "become a disciple".

Even the mere premise of "if the confusion can be resolved" is enough to shake the entire Xuanji Heaven Domain.

Xuandu gazed at the vast emptiness and nodded slightly:

"it is good."

"Go to the primordial wilderness and seek out Jin'ao Island."

"State my name, and my master will see you."

Taixu nodded and said nothing more.

He turned around and took a step forward.

That extremely sharp figure transformed into a gray sword light and shot towards the direction of the Primordial World.

It tore through the sky and cleaved through the chaos.

In the blink of an eye, they disappeared beyond the borders of the Xuanji Heavenly Domain.

On the floating lands of the southern border, the wind gradually died down.

The lush green vegetation straightened its branches again, and the chaotic spirit trees began to slowly circulate their energy once more.

Above the canopy of the green tree, millions of leaves have returned to peace.

His voice came from deep within the treetops, carrying a hint of complexity:

"Master, Taixu has always been aloof and never bows his head to anyone."

"Your words actually prompted him to go to the primordial world to seek out someone to discuss the Dao with..."

"This disciple truly admires you."

Xuan Du stared at the receding gray sword light, remaining silent for a moment.

"What do you admire?"

"I was just showing him a way."

Whether it works or not depends on him.

Aoki didn't speak again, but the canopy that blocked out the sky lowered slightly, as if to express his agreement.

Shen Ni stood behind Xuan Du, his gaze also fixed on the direction that had gone into the distance.

"Master, can Taixu truly resolve this perplexity by venturing into the primordial world?"

Xuan Du withdrew his gaze and slowly spoke:

"have no idea."

"Only he himself can break his own path."

All I can do is give him a mirror so he can see himself clearly.

Shen Ni remained silent and asked no further questions.

The matter in the southern border has now come to a temporary end.

Xuan Du stood on the floating land, his hands behind his back.

He sensed the profound and deep aura within the Chaos Pearl, the vast foundation of the towering divine tree behind him, and the void rift left behind by the sharp sword light of the Great Void as it departed.

Cangxuan has been subdued, Qingmu has been worshipped, and Taixu has entered the primordial wilderness.

Of the three beings who are half-step into the Primordial Chaos Taiji, only Taixu has not yet returned to his position.

But Xuan wasn't in a hurry.

He knew that if Taixu could comprehend that purity upon his journey to the primordial world, he would have no more hesitation upon his return.

At that time, all three beings who were half-step into the Hunyuan Taiji realm will be under his tutelage, and his foundation will be able to break through that last shackle and truly step into the realm of Hunyuan Taiji.

But before that, there was one more thing he had to do.

Within the Chaos Pearl, Blood Abyss is still waiting.

The lingering remnant of that late-stage Hunyuan Taiji at its peak still quietly dwells in the world of the Chaos Pearl.

He had promised Xue Yuan that he would rebuild his Dao foundation after Xue Yuan broke through to the Hunyuan Taiji.

Although he has not yet attained enlightenment, he is already halfway to the peak of Hunyuan Taiji, just one step away from achieving Hunyuan Taiji.

It's time for the lingering resentment of the Blood Abyss to see the light of day.