The Jiang Family.
It took a full ten minutes before Jiang Lingyue shivered slightly and broke free from her previous state.
"You can actually gain some insights from it..."
Jiang Lingyue looked at the Memory Stone, as if she had found a treasure.
Just those ten minutes seemed to last longer than all the time she had spent practicing swordsmanship combined.
Jiang Lingyue's Sword Dao had moved beyond merely following the path of her predecessors, like painting a cat by copying a tiger, to truly possessing a hint of her own understanding.
Although she was still worlds apart from the owner of the Heaven-Shocking Sword within the Memory Stone, she was finally on the right path.
After a moment's thought, Jiang Lingyue earnestly bowed to the Memory Stone placed on the stone table.
Even though, with the other party's realm and status, she wouldn't pay attention to such a small fry like her.
