Inside the grand hall of the Xuanyuan Clan, Xuanyuan Hong stood before the Clan Leader of the Xuanyuan Clan, Xuanyuan Hao.
"Hong'er, are you truly resolved to do this? Do you understand the consequences? Seeking control over the Xuanyuan Sword is a significant matter, and the process is exceedingly painful. Should you fail to wield it, the repercussions would be dire, to the extent that even I cannot foresee the outcome. Are you really willing to take such a risk?"
Xuanyuan Hao looked at Xuanyuan Hong, speaking in a solemn tone.
"Father, I have made up my mind. If an ordinary lad from the secular world can have the Minghong Blade recognize him as its master and control it, then, as the rightful heir of the illustrious Xuanyuan Clan, I should certainly be no worse. I will definitely be able to control the Xuanyuan Sword. When that time comes, I will personally use the Xuanyuan Sword to suppress the Minghong Blade again, just like our ancestor did back in the day."
