"Please punish me, Uncle-Master."
He lifted his head, revealing his youthful face, looking ready to face his execution.
However, despite his anger, there was no trace of killing intent in the heart of the Green-clothed Man.
The situation of the Sect was evident to all; the Green-clothed Man knew that his nephew practiced the "Blood River Sword Technique" not for personal gain, but for the sake of the Sect. This very fact was what made it all the more heartbreaking.
If only the Sect were not in decline.
"Enough, get up."
His normally resolute face now showed rare signs of fatigue as the Green-clothed Man waved his hand and said, "Your actions were indeed for the Sect, but have you considered that, by cultivating the Blood Dao Martial Arts and mixing with the blood aura, you will be unable to show yourself again until you have completely erased that blood aura?
Even if you were to break through, time would ultimately not catch up."
