His "Iron Head" niece appeared to have benefited greatly from the sermon.
And indeed, that was the case.
Her cultivation had completed a realm. The pillar of fate above her head had changed from its original purple to purplish-gold, like Ning Shuqi and Jun Zimo, beginning its transformation towards gold.
It seemed that, barring any accidents, the Dao Fruit of that ancient Mountain Sea Jiao was slowly returning to her.
"It's strange that a creature born from this world has no affinity for the Sword Dao of this world..." The white-robed elder couldn't help but say this upon seeing that Tan Shuchang had no hint of Sword Dao, even though he fully understood this already.
This, after all, was his sermon!
However, he didn't finish his sentence and stopped halfway voluntarily.
Because if he did finish, it would surely not be the Demon Cultivator who would be embarrassed. Moreover, wouldn't it also prove the Demon Cultivator's remarkable ability?
