"So, you too. A sword cultivator, yet you've lost your own lifebound sword," Ye Xuan remarked as he stowed away the Thousand Mysterious Mirror, sparing no courtesy in his reproach.
Ning Zongtang grinned: "I had no choice, I almost lost my life in that battle, who would be worried about anything else?"
"It's just a shame. I can't fight alongside my old comrade anymore."
A hint of sorrow flickered through Ning Zongtang's eyes.
In that battle years ago, his lifebound sword was destroyed, and he himself nearly perished.
"Your sword heart is very pure. If it were another sword cultivator whose lifebound sword was destroyed, they would have been declared dead by then," Ye Xuan glanced askance at Ning Zongtang.
"This replica of the Divine Sun Sword, you'll make do with it for now. After Hengduan Mountain opens, I'll help you find a lifebound sword that suits you."
