“Aunt, what do you think of these knives?” Shang Xia asked.

Shang Xi didn’t seem to hear him as she played with the knives happily. A dazed look could be seen in her eyes and she stroked the knives gently.

Shang Xia couldn’t help but ask again, “Aunt, do you know how to use them?” 

Shang Xi’s hand stopped on the handle of the knives and she shot a cold glare towards Shang Xia. 

As the hair on his body stood on end, he saw two rays of light shooting towards him. He dodged on instinct. 

“Blade intent!” Shang Xia yelled and he looked at his aunt. “You actually managed to comprehend blade intent?!” 

For a cultivator who reached a certain accomplishment in the way of the blade, they would comprehend blade intent. When using their techniques, they could attack formlessly through the form of qi.

When they improved and reached the next level, they could tear through space itself with their blade light....