Darryl also drank, and he asked, laughing, "How was your Celestial Swordsmanship practice going?"
Darryl became less concerned when Sofia and Lindsey were not present.
Preston scratched his head, chuckled, and humbly replied, "To be honest, Sect Master, I have integrated the skills and made a few modifications at the last two moves of the swordsmanship."
Preston had been proud of his sword skills. Only in front of Darryl would he be humble.
'F*ck…'
Darryl was taken aback. He could not help but admire Preston as he looked at him.
'He's indeed the Saber Saint. I had to learn the Celestial Swordsmanship for a few years before I could modify it. But, it only took him a few days to add several changes.'
'This person's attainments in swordsmanship are indeed extraordinary.'
Darryl lifted the wine bottle and poured a new glass of wine for Preston, thinking to himself. He said, "I am glad you can understand it so well. I am no longer concerned about passing down the Celestial Swordsmanship."
"Now, I am only concerned with the Pure Yang Division, Sofia, and Lindsey."
His eyes flickered with perplexity as he spoke.
Darryl had always had the mindset of a bystander when he arrived on the Mainland. After all, it was a foreign land, so his heart did not feel at home.
However, after meeting Sofia and being taken care of by her, Darryl gradually felt at home there, especially with Sofia. Her personality and her appearance were too similar to Jewel.
Furthermore, after rescuing Lindsey from the underground city, he treated her as if she were his blood sister out of sympathy for her life experience. He felt heavy-hearted as the Chaos Teleportation Array was completed, and it was time to depart.
'Er…'
Preston was taken aback when he sensed Darryl's emotions at that moment. "Why did you say that, Sect Master?"
Darryl sighed lightly and said, "To tell you the truth, I am about to leave this place. So I need your assistance."
'Leave?'
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