Inside the Qingwu Pavilion, Han Yang sat cross-legged while Tian Xuan sat opposite him, with a long sword in its scabbard resting horizontally on her knees. She said in a serious tone, "Senior Tian Shu, I really hope that you’ll reconsider the methods you use to educate your disciples. You’re the first sword cultivator of our generation of disciples, and even Master mentioned that he may not be able to win you in terms of swordplay at the same mastery level. The disciples you produced, including Junior Nephew Yuan Dou and the rest, are all exceptional, and completely outrank our disciples in terms of mantra mastery."
"However, many junior disciples don’t dare to choose you as their master solely because of your unorthodox teaching methods. This is undeniably a terrible waste."
