Another two days passed.
Inside a very neat earth-built house in Gu Family Village, Yu Xian sat cross-legged on a straw meditation mat. Suspended before him was a jade sword in its early developmental stages, about three inches long, uniform in color and of a pure, flawless emerald green.
This sword was the Dharmic Instrument embryo that Yu Xian had spent three months painstakingly refining daily using his lifeblood, Mana, and spiritual sense.
Chapter 33