Even after a long while, the solemnity in his eyes did not fade in the slightest.

"This aura... it’s actually exactly the same as the Sword Sect Master’s aura!"

That day, high in the sky not far from Inkwood Academy, the strength the Sword Sect Master displayed had left Adam appalled. Even though he had encountered quite a few Mortal Supremes as his own strength grew, compared to the Sword Sect Master, it was like the difference between heaven and earth.

This was the most powerful existence among all the cultivators Adam had encountered.

Even now, he did not dare say he could definitively defeat the Sword Sect Master.

Adam had an extremely deep impression of him and was exceptionally familiar with his aura. Because of this, he identified it at the very first moment.

"What exactly happened? Several peerless experts have joined forces to seek out the Sword Sect Master! A lineup like this probably can’t be found a second time in all of the Silver Willow dynasty."

Adam murmured, then his expression changed drastically. "Oh no, these people are probably after Cecilia!"

Before his voice even faded, Adam merged into the void, heading toward the Sword Sect Master’s location.

Sword Sect Mountain, the Sword Sect, the Sword Pavilion.

The Sword Pavilion was the place where the Sword Sect stored its sword manuals and techniques.

Over the past few centuries, disciples had traveled across the Silver Willow dynasty, bringing back every sword manual they obtained to store here.

Inside the Sword Pavilion, Cecilia, dressed in a sword robe, was kneeling on both knees.

With her palms facing up, she respectfully received a sword scripture handed to her by Desolate Sword.

The sword scripture was withered and yellow, exuding a trace of ancient aura. It was unknown what material it was made of, as even the passage of time had been unable to corrode it.

"Senior Brother Desolate Sword, the disaster that has befallen the Sword Sect today is entirely because of me. Why don’t you just hand me over? As for this sword scripture, you should pass it on to someone else!"

Over the past few days, Cecilia had learned the whole story. If the Sword Sect had not taken her in, how could they have encountered such a massive disaster?

Thinking of the perilous situation tonight, Cecilia’s eyes could not help but turn red, her heart filled with immense shame and guilt.

Hearing her try to refuse the inheritance, Desolate Sword scolded her softly. "Sword Heir, cease this petty behavior."

"That day, our little friend Adam already made it clear that this matter had massive implications. Having you join the Sword Sect was largely for the purpose of seeking refuge."

"Since this old man still dared to accept you, I had already prepared for the worst. Senior Brother Sect Master has absolutely no complaints about this either."

The Sword Heir held an incredibly exalted status within the Sword Sect, second only to the Sect Master.

Its prestige was not the slightest bit inferior to the other six Sons of the Sword Sect.

Precisely because the status was so exalted, bestowing the title was exceedingly difficult. In three hundred years since the founding, a Sword Heir had never been born.

However, in the short half-month since Cecilia joined, the Sword Dao talent she displayed had left the elders completely astounded.

In just half a month, she had comprehended the Thirteen Heaven-Shattering Swords up to the eighth sword.

Her inability to comprehend the subsequent techniques was not due to lack of talent, but because the ninth sword and beyond involved Dao Laws of the Sword.

Cecilia’s cultivation was currently too low to touch upon Dao Laws.

But no one doubted that as long as her realm increased, mastering the final five swords would be a matter of course.

It was precisely because her talent was so astonishing that the Sword Sect Master established Cecilia as the Sword Heir, a decision that met zero objections from the elders.

Desolate Sword helped Cecilia up.

A look of sheer amazement and excitement flashed in his eyes, and his voice involuntarily rose a few pitches.

"The world only knows that our Thirteen Heaven-Shattering Swords shakes Silver Willow. What they do not know is that when our founding ancestor obtained the Thirteen Heaven-Shattering Swords from a nameless swordsman, he also received another sword scripture alongside it."

"It’s just that this sword scripture is unfathomably profound, even a rare genius like our founding ancestor couldn’t comprehend a single sliver of its mysteries."

"Sword Heir, you possess the Innate Dao Body, and your Sword Dao talent far surpasses our founding ancestor."

"If you can successfully cultivate this sword scripture, let alone the Silver Willow dynasty, roaming unhindered across the entire Vast Azure Region wouldn’t be an empty boast."

A strange light flickered in Desolate Sword’s eyes, his face full of solemnity. "Since ancient times, across the Mysterious Yellow heaven and earth, how many ordinary sects have risen to immense prosperity simply because a peerless genius was born among them? Some even left behind an illustrious name in the long river of time."

"Our Sword Sect has dominated Spiritveil Territory for three hundred years. While we have produced quite a few Sword Dao prodigies, these individuals can only be called prodigies within the Silver Willow dynasty."

"In the Vast Azure Region, they would barely be considered top-tier talents."

"If placed in the Eastern Continent, they would merely be mediocre. And if placed in the entire Mysterious Yellow heaven and earth, they would blend right in with the crowd."

"But you are different, Sword Heir. Your aptitude is one of the most dazzling existences even when looking at the entire Mysterious Yellow World."

"Those ordinary sects recorded in ancient history rose to absolute prosperity because of a single peerless genius, even leaving their names in history." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"Now, with such a heaven-defying opportunity placed before our Sword Sect, how could we possibly give it up?"

"Furthermore, this is an Era of Great Contention. Ancient texts record that during a Heaven and Earth Upheaval, who knows how many freaks and prodigies from ancient history will awaken."

"As long as you can rise in this era, Sword Heir, then our Sword Sect will be able to pass down its legacy for thousands of years, or even longer."