Quinn Shepherd felt deeply grateful and bowed low to the ground. "Thank you for your guidance, senior. I will remember it always."
Leonard Goodwin smiled warmly. "If you know how to be grateful, then hurry and cultivate—slay the dragon mother's soul! If you run into difficulties, feel free to ask me."
Quinn immediately activated the Pure-Heart Sword Formula. This technique required him to treat his dantian as a field, plow it with qi, plant fire-seeds, then visualize ten suns rising above his dantian to nourish the seeds—until the fire-seeds grew strong and transformed into a blazing furnace, burning with sacred flame!
Only after gaining some success could one be said to have formed the initial Pure Heart.
Once the Pure Heart was formed, controlling the sword came naturally—the sword would follow the mind, and where the heart led, the blade would go.
It sounded simple, but was extremely difficult in practice. Achieving sacred flame was not easy, and refining the Pure Heart was even harder, thus the process was divided into nine turns. As long as Quinn reached the first turn, his qi-driven sword control would far surpass his previous level, and catching up to the dragon mother's soul should be no problem!
"Hmm, your foundation is excellent!"
Leonard Goodwin was surprised—within just moments, Quinn had already plowed his dantian, planted the fire-seeds, and visualized ten suns rising to begin nurturing them.
This showed Quinn's cultivation was extraordinarily deep. For ordinary martial artists, not to mention visualizing ten suns, even planting the fire-seeds would be difficult—they'd need to constantly take Spirit-Energy Pills to replenish their yuanqi before they could plant enough seeds.
Yet Quinn didn’t need any pills—he filled his dantian with fire-seeds in one go, and his yuanqi formed ten blazing suns over his dantian. Among Spirit Embryo realm cultivators, such a feat was almost unheard of!
"With this terrifying cultivation speed, he might not need ten days or even two—by tomorrow, he could complete the first turn of the Pure-Heart Sword Formula, slay the dragon mother's soul, and set me free!"
Leonard's eyes flickered. "Such an outstanding young genius—it's almost a shame to kill him."
He sighed inwardly, "But the Great Ruins is a land forsaken by the gods. Not just its people—even the insects here are guilty and must die. Besides, I'm still starving. I haven't eaten anything in over fifty years..."
Quinn finished the first turn of the Pure-Heart Sword Formula even faster than Leonard expected. By now it was night, but outside, dawn was breaking—the light from the Yong River filtered down into the Dragon Palace below.
Quinn stood up, his mind focused. Suddenly, his yuanqi wrapped around the Grand Guardian’s Sword—whoosh!—it pierced through layer after layer of mist, moving as fast as light and lightning!
Swish, swish, swish—
The Grand Guardian’s Sword sliced through the air again and again. In an instant, Quinn controlled the treasured blade to stab a hundred times, dazzling to behold.
Though he knew no sword forms, only this simple stabbing motion, it was already far more terrifying than the heirs of sword sects like the River Lee Sect!
This Pure-Heart Sword Formula was truly remarkable!
Quinn bowed once more to Leonard Goodwin, his gratitude sincere. "Thank you for teaching me this method, senior. I will never forget it."