What does it mean that they all lived with lifelong regrets?

After that, Lin Wuhua seemed to call Xie Jiexue over and say something to her.

He didn't seem worried about himself, but he hesitated, as if he wanted to say something to Xie Jiexue.

But Xie Jiexue couldn't listen to it anymore.

She didn't know how she left that place in a daze, nor how she returned to her residence in the sect, and then she started practicing swordsmanship in a daze.

For the next six months or so, Xie Jiexue devoted all his time to sword practice, except for a little time each day to visit Lin Wuhua.

"Jie Xue, the new sword bone is adapting to your body. Diligent practice can speed up this process."

Chu Hanxiao said this, and provided Xie Jiexue with an abundance of cultivation resources.

"I am doing this to live up to the value of this precious thing," Xie Jiexue told himself.

During the continuous practice, Xie Jiexue gradually discovered that the new sword bone was indeed different from her previous sword bone.

Previously, Xie Jiexue's Frosty Sword Bone could be described as fierce to the point of being extremely cold.

Specifically, when Xie Jiexue circulates his magic power, the sword bone will automatically adjust the magic power, imbuing it with the attribute of extreme cold.

From the moment one reaches the Concentration Realm, the sword energy from a single strike is enough to freeze the body and damage magical power.

However, this is also uncontrollable. If Xie Jiexue hadn't been controlling it, the originally gentle and nourishing magic could have even frozen her.

This is also one of the reasons why Xie Jiexue has a cold and aloof temperament—after all, the magic power she circulates affects her internal organs, causing her body temperature to be slightly lower.

But it's different now.

Xie Jiexue covered her chest, feeling the warmth emanating from it.

Lin Wuhua's sword bone significantly altered the properties of Xie Jiexue's sword bone.

Without any conflict, it neutralized the destructive power of Xie Jiexue's Frost Sword Bone on herself and greatly enhanced her control over her magical power.

Xie Jiexue extended her hand.

Without any fluctuation, a flower formed from frost appeared at her fingertips.

—This has reached the point where swords are no longer needed.

Xie Jiexue clenched his fist.

The flower shattered, and shards of ice embedded themselves deep in the ground, slowly spreading frost over a small area around it.

The destructive power has even increased.

But Xie Jiexue looked down at the ground and remained silent.

If just transplanting most of the original material can achieve this level, then what about its full functionality?

He was always seen as the hope of the sect, but was Lin Wuhua's talent really weaker than his own?

She didn't know, and dared not think about it, so she could only continue practicing her swordsmanship.

The more refined the swordsmanship, the colder the blade, and the fiercer the sword's momentum.

So that feeling of warmth did not warm her at all; instead, it made Xie Jiexue's temperament even colder.

And so, one day, more than half a year later, Xie Jiexue went to see the sect leader of the Supreme Sword Sect, his master—Chu Hanxiao.

Standing in Chu Hanxiao's cave, she recalled the last time she came here—when she had just entered the sect.

At that time, neither I nor Lin Wuhua had any cultivation, and I was quite timid.

But now, she is no longer afraid.

Unlike Xie Jiexue, Chu Hanxiao remained unchanged, still radiating a fierce chill.

But just as Xie Jiexue was no longer afraid, the chill could not penetrate her.

At Xie Jiexue's chest, the sword bone automatically mobilized its magical power, revitalizing Xie Jiexue's muscles and bones.

Xie Jiexue even had a vague feeling that the purity of his magical power was even higher.

Seeing Xie Jiexue's defiant expression, Chu Hanxiao was not angry.

Due to their personalities, Xie Jiexue and Chu Hanxiao's relationship was far from warm.

After Xie Jiexue learned that the transplantation of the sword bone was initiated by Chu Hanxiao, otherwise Elder Hua Yusheng of Huichuntang would not have agreed at all, the relationship between the two became even more distant.

But Chu Hanxiao didn't say much: "Come with me."

She led Xie Jiexue deeper into the Sword Sect.

Xie Jiexue immediately recognized it—this was the road leading to the forbidden area of ​​the Sword Sect.

Inside is the Sword Sect's supreme weapon—Supreme Frost—where Chu Hanxiao always cultivates in seclusion.

Chu Hanxiao stopped at the entrance of a mountain path.

"Once we go in, we'll be in the Sword Sect's forbidden area; we'll have to walk from there."

Xie Jiexue raised her head.

This is the mouth of a valley, but instead of the sky above, there is a sword that blots out the sun.

The Supreme Frost Mountain stands majestically in the center of the Sword Sect's mountains, reaching to the sky and overlooking her.

The clouds enveloped it, yet could not get close to it.

Because any water vapor that gets close will turn into water and ice, and eventually melt into snow and fall to the ground.

An immense pressure came over Xie Jiexue, weighing heavily on her heart.

But for some reason, perhaps because she needed to concentrate on resisting this pressure, Xie Jiexue felt less uncomfortable.

"Let's go."

Xie Jiexue and Chu Hanxiao walked along the path further in.

As soon as they set off, Xie Jiexue realized why he couldn't use his light-body skills anymore.

The immense pressure weighed on her, making it impossible for her to even use her magic.

"This is the sword pressure of Supreme Frost," Chu Han Shuang explained. "Ordinary demons and cultivators would be completely unable to use their magic power in front of it."

Even we are the same.

The two continued walking.

Getting closer and closer.

Xie Jiexue increasingly felt the immense power of the Supreme Frost.

Its diameter is wider than an entire mountain peak, the tip of the sword presses against the ground, piercing through a jumble of ravines, while the hilt is high in the sky, invisible to the naked eye.

Gradually, white frost began to appear on the ground, and ice flowers began to appear on the rocks on both sides, making Xie Jiexue feel cold.

"Use your sword bones to circulate your magic power," Chu Hanxiao said. "Your sword bones have become stronger, so you should be able to adapt to this cold air."

I don't know when, but she also crossed her arms.

Xie Jiexue: "Sect Leader, are you cold?"

Chu Hanxiao raised his head and stared at the sword: "Hmm, I don't have sword bones, and my cultivation is not as good as that old master swordsmith."

Xie Jiexue remained silent.

Chu Hanxiao was no ordinary person; her cultivation was almost second only to the sect's in history, yet she still felt cold.

For some reason, she had a feeling that Chu Hanxiao really wanted to hold that sword—almost to the point of devotion.

Even if she can't hold it herself, she hopes that others can.

Chu Hanxiao suddenly spoke again: "Demons and monsters are wreaking havoc on the world, and someone needs to take up this sword again."

"I know more about Wu Hua's sword spirit than Bai Wushu does, so I know that he would be a good match for you—and that's what he wanted too."

Xie Jiexue remained silent.

Because she didn't know what to say.

Chu Hanxiao turned her head, and a look of pity and a deep-seated apology appeared in her extremely faint gaze.

"I'm sorry, Jie Xue, but I can't lift this sword."

"Moreover, I refine it every day, and I know that you find it difficult to even pick it up—it's too cold."

"But now, you can."

Chu Hanxiao stepped aside.

"You'll have to walk this path alone from now on."