"Lin Ba's Dao heart has become unstable,"
remarked Lord Guangcheng, who was secretly observing the battle.
Lord Guangluo responded, "This man's mind is cluttered with too many extraneous thoughts; no wonder it is so."
"Put someone else in his place, and I'm afraid their Dao heart would be just as shaky," Lord Xiaoyuan raised an eyebrow, speaking with veiled criticism. "A sword cultivator, yet not even as good as a disciple who uses basic swordsmanship."
The others seemed to agree with his comment.
How could they not? Anyone else would probably also have an unstable Dao heart.
Toiling away at sword practice for hundreds of years with considerable self-regard, only to one day realize you're actually worthless, unable to defeat a disciple several ranks below you.
Not only that, but the opponent was not even a sword cultivator and was using the most basic swordsmanship from the Sect — a style that any disciple of the Sect was qualified to practice!
