The Inn Destroyed

A beating had followed the intense scolding.

It finally occurred to Hidden Bitter that this was not playing but a serious matter.

Xu Xiaoshou watched as his pants were dragged down by the scabbard of the sword. A pair of fuming eyes stared intensely at it. It was beyond embarrassing for Hidden Bitter. Even if Xu Xiaoshou was its master, he should not have to resort to such ways.

Hidden Bitter tried to evade again, but Xu Xiaoshou had learned its tricks. He caught Hidden Bitter's head and the tail and straightened the black sword.

Xu Xiaoshou disregarded the resistance from the black sword. Instead, he focused all of his energy on his eyes and look straight ahead.

The technique of sword observation to unlock a sword cognition was not learned through simply looking. If it was that simple, anyone who had picked up a sword and looked at it would be able to cultivate into high-level individuals.