High Grade Spiritual Sword

Chen Fei's steps suddenly paused as he remembered something. Although the practitioners of the Sword Return Tower's cultivation techniques had all been slain, there were more individuals who had practiced the Primordial technique than just those.

A clone emerged from Chen Fei's body, its form flickering as it sprinted toward the mountain peak where the true disciples of the Sword Return Tower were located. Learning other sects' techniques, once discovered, came with the lightest punishment being the forfeiture of one's cultivation and the complete revocation of the technique.

Perhaps this seemed cruel, but it was the rule by which this world operated. Those true disciples enjoyed the various resources bestowed upon them by the Sword Return Tower, but they also had to bear the karmic consequences sown by the Tower itself.