Chapter 1379: Imparting Sword Tao

"What's wrong?" the Old Dried Corpse asked.

Fang Lin shook his head, "Nothing, just suddenly feeling a bit uneasy."

"Oh? Such baseless unease might indicate that something has happened to someone related to you," the Old Dried Corpse suggested.

Fang Lin grunted in acknowledgment. With the Old Dried Corpse's words, the unease in his heart grew a bit more intense.

"Don't overthink it. Just wait until you've finished cultivating at the Thunder Pool," said the Old Dried Corpse.

Fang Lin nodded, suppressed the unease in his heart, and continued to cultivate with his eyes closed. He was at a stage of breakthrough, and if the slight unease affected his progress, it would be unfortunate. He had to breakthrough before anything else.

In Qian Country, within the Purple Mist Sect.

At the Martial Sect's Sinking Sword Lake, Qing Jianzi was seated by the lake, while an ugly old man walked back and forth beside him, hands behind his back.