"Senior Desolate Sword, for this battle, please do not show any mercy. With Senior’s current cultivation, you still cannot injure me."

"Good lad, this old man truly misjudged you. This sword momentum of yours is not the slightest bit weaker than my own."

A trace of shock flashed through Desolate Sword’s eyes. He knew Adam’s strength was impressive, but he never imagined it could reach such a level.

To be so young, yet possess sword momentum not the slightest bit weaker than his own.

Where did this freak come from? Compared to this person, that Innate Dao Body seemed a bit mediocre.

Seeing such terrifying sword momentum radiating from Adam, Desolate Sword knew his overall strength was not weaker than his.

He did not dare be careless. His aura climbed to its absolute peak. With a swing of his sword, a massive streak of sword qi slashed rapidly toward Adam.

Not to be outdone, Adam mobilized his entire aura, his momentum instantly reaching its apex. He swung his sword, slashing a nearly tangible streak of sword qi tens of meters long toward Desolate Sword.

The two streaks collided, emitting a loud boom. The intense shockwave snapped the dead trees within a radius of several miles.

Adam’s Innate Sword Qi shattered the other entirely, then slashed toward Desolate Sword with unstoppable, world-destroying momentum.

Desolate Sword’s long sleeves billowed. He let out a loud shout, drew the longsword from his back, mobilized his entire aura, and slashed out.

Only then did he manage to neutralize the Innate Sword Qi, but his body was sent flying backward for tens of meters, and his Daoist robe was pierced with countless holes by the sword qi.

It took a good while before Desolate Sword halted his momentum. Looking at his torn Daoist robe, a trace of incomprehension appeared in his eyes.

Why was it that, despite both being Innate Sword Qi, the one Adam cultivated was a full several times more powerful than his own?

He prided himself on being a Sword Dao talent unseen in the Sword Sect for three hundred years. He had researched the unspoken secret of the Sword Sect deeply and possessed extraordinary attainments.

Adam was so young, barely twenty years old. He, on the other hand, had cultivated for a century, and his practice of the Thirteen Heaven-Shattering Swords spanned decades.

He never expected that in today’s sparring match, there would be such a massive gap between them.

Desolate Sword stood frozen on the spot, finding it hard to accept.

"Senior Desolate Sword, I wonder if my strength is sufficient to go into the Silver Willow Heavenly Prison and rescue Miss Maren?"

Adam’s inquiry finally snapped Desolate Sword out of his daze. Looking at Adam, who wore a smile like a graceful gentleman, a complex emotion flashed through his eyes.

"Truly, every generation produces its own talents. For you to possess such strength at such a young age, this old man is full of admiration."

"This old man’s fortune today is truly as high as the heavens. Not only did I encounter an Innate Dao Body, but I also met a true dragon like you, little friend."

"Rest assured, little friend. This old man will definitely bring Miss Cecilia back to the Sword Sect."

Having witnessed Adam’s strength, which far exceeded his own, Desolate Sword pondered for a moment before agreeing to Adam’s request.

Capital, Vernal Manor.

Cecilia knew the severity of the matter. If she were discovered in the capital, it would likely implicate Adam.

But as she was about to leave, she could not help but feel worried. "Young Master, the Lord of Silver Willow is muddle-headed, incompetent, and inhumanly cruel."

"If he flies into a rage and vents his anger on you, would you not be in great danger, Young Master!"

Cecilia shook her head, tightly clutching Adam’s sleeve. "Young Master, you should go to the Sword Sect together with Cecilia!"

"If you do not go, Cecilia will not go either. If we must die, we will die together."

Seeing that Cecilia still refused to leave, Desolate Sword spoke up helplessly from the side. "Little girl, this old man guarantees on the three-hundred-year reputation of the Sword Sect that your Young Master is extremely safe."

"With your Young Master’s abilities, unless he barges into the Imperial Family’s forbidden grounds, there is hardly anyone in Silver Willow who can do anything to him."

Following Desolate Sword’s words, Adam consoled her as well. "Senior Desolate Sword is a Sword Dao expert. He would not casually use the Sword Sect’s reputation as a guarantee."

"Rest assured and follow Senior Desolate Sword to the Sword Sect. You do not need to worry about my safety."

It was not that Adam was conceited. With his current strength, he was already invincible in the Great Grandmaster Realm. Even an ordinary Mortal Supreme might not be his match.

How many Mortal Supremes could there possibly be in all of Silver Willow?

Furthermore, even if there truly was a Mortal Supreme he could not defeat, he was entirely capable of running away.

To subdue him in an instant, unless those two peerless figures from a month ago made a move, it was practically impossible.

After their Sword Dao spar, he had asked Desolate Sword and learned that those two were genuinely among the top three pinnacle figures in all of Silver Willow.

Cecilia was not stupid either. She knew a mighty senior like Desolate Sword had no reason to lie, but her eyes still held a hint of reluctance to part.

"Then Young Master, if Cecilia goes to the Sword Sect now, when will I be able to see you again?"

Cecilia and Adam had depended on each other since childhood. They shared a deep bond and had not been separated once in over a decade.

Seeing the reluctance in Cecilia’s eyes, Adam felt a moment of emotion. After pondering briefly, he teased, "Cecilia, with your aptitude, as long as you cultivate bitterly in the Sword Sect for a few years, you will be invincible in the Silver Willow dynasty. When the time comes, you can properly protect your Young Master."

Cecilia didn’t catch the teasing tone in Adam’s words; instead, she said with absolute firmness: "Rest assured, Young Master. After Cecilia goes to the Sword Sect, I will definitely devote my entire heart to bitter cultivation."