Chapter 22
“Next, you might die.”
Jiang Luoyu said, her voice calm and unwavering, as if she were merely stating a simple fact.
Xu Xue’nuo’s heart trembled slightly.
For a girl just over five years old, the concept of “death” was still vague and distant. Yet she understood one thing—when a person dies, they are gone forever.
Jiang Luoyu explained, “Mingxin Sword Peak is a forbidden ground of the Wanjian Sect. Apart from outer disciples, whether inner disciples, core disciples, or even true heirs, anyone whose path in swordsmanship becomes clouded in confusion and uncertainty may choose to come here to awaken their sword’s heart.
“Those who succeed in awakening their sword’s heart can dispel their doubts and firmly establish their resolve.
“But for those who fail—at best, they lose their cultivation; at worst, they perish entirely, their Dao coming to an end.
“Mingxin Sword Peak has another name: Burial Sword Peak.
“This place was once an ordinary mountain, filled with streams and forests. However, the former Sect Master of the Wanjian Sect established a rule: