Chen Jingzhai came out of the library of the Golden Jade Sword Branch 10 days later.
He had reaped much from this trip, especially in the accumulation of swordsmanship.
Now that he had done enough to supplement his background in swordsmanship, he was worthy of being a son of the sword.
Sage Lu was on time, waiting for Chen Jingzhai when he came out, and then he presented the sword token to him.
The sword token was not even larger than the size of a palm and resembled a sword.
In fact, it could be cultivated into a sword or even a sword pill.
Sage Lu started speaking. "Nurture it with the sword's will during both day and night, and the sword token will grow into a sword at the level of a magic item.
"This is a status symbol, as well as a gift from the sword branch.
"Unfortunately, the sword grave cannot be opened at will, and Little Master-Uncle is about to go down the mountain."
