Song Zheng nodded and said, "Not tainted by karma, not tainted by the mortal world, naturally there will be no distractions."
"Yes, the most charming thing about this is fate, the most annoying thing about time...is also fate."
"This is the fate that my sword is cutting."
"It's just a matter of fate, but it's not entirely a bad thing. After all, if a person doesn't have fate, what's the difference between them and the essence stones, plants, and trees?"
"What I want to give you is the ability to cut off those unnecessary fates."
"In this world, it's good to have one or two fates. If there are too many, it will only make your heart impure."
"Master is right."
At this moment, Song Zheng had completely changed.
He was no longer the child who was curious about everything. Instead, he was a supreme sword cultivator who had no desires and only wanted the way of the heavens.