Zhao Xuan was not in the least bothered by the rejection. Having just taken on a master, the relationship between teacher and student was naturally distant; it was perfectly normal to be turned away. There would be plenty of opportunities in the future.
The Lord of Tianshu Peak’s strike, while it had seemed like a punishment, had actually employed the techniques of the Tianshu Sword. It was clearly intended to help him gain insight into the Tianshu Sword. Though he had looked a bit disheveled, it was a good thing for him. He was a pragmatist; he cared nothing for flowery, superficial gimmicks. Since he had promised his master he would focus on the Tianshu Sword first, he was determined to keep his word.
Zhao Xuan closed his eyes, contemplating the Tianshu Sword Manual in his mind while pondering the lingering Tianshu Sword Intent on his forehead. Soon, a prompt arrived as expected:
Chapter 86