Ten hours. Yuan had spent ten hours in real time recalling his memories with the sword, but inside his mind, dozens of years have passed.
He'd fought thousands of enemies, traveled tens of thousands of miles, and eventually had to put the sword to rest when it had become too damaged to use.
When Yuan snapped back into reality, he remained sitting there with a dazed look on his face, and tears were flowing down his cheeks.
"I remember now… I remember our time together… Starfall Saber." When Yuan uttered this familiar name, the sword before him suddenly began to tremble, almost as though it was responding to his call.
However, it calmed down a few seconds later. In the end, this Sword Graveyard and all of the swords within was nothing more than an illusion, something the masked man had created from his memories.
Despite that, the memories shown to Yuan by the sword were definitely very real.
"Are you okay, Brother Yuan?" Xiao Hua asked him.
"Yes, I am fine. We might actually stay here a little longer than expected," he said, as he'd decided to retrieve all of his memories from the swords in this place.
Sometime later, Yuan walked to the next sword. Since he was going to study all of them, he might as well start from the very first sword towards the entrance of the graveyard.
Once he sat down before the sword that read 'Blood Moon Blade', Yuan would stare at the sword until his eyes slowly closed and images began appearing inside his head.
Over the next week, Yuan would spend anywhere between four hours to an entire day with each sword.
Thousands of years of experience and hundreds of unique sword techniques flooded Yuan's mind.
Even though he was just recalling his memories with the swords, his sword mastery would increase drastically without needing to lift a sword.
<Your understanding with the sword has improved significantly>
<Your understanding of swords has reached a new level>
<Your understanding with the sword has improved significantly>
<Your understanding of swords has reached a new level>
<Your understanding with the sword has improved significantly>
<Your understanding of swords has reached a new level>
At the end of the second week, Yuan looked at how many swords were left in the Sword Graveyard and sighed, "At this rate, it will take me years to go through every single sword here."
As Yuan pondered about what he should do in this situation, he suddenly heard a commotion not far away.
"Get out of my spot, you bitch!"
"Huh? What the hell are you talking about? Since when did this become your spot?"
Yuan raised an eyebrow upon hearing this familiar voice. He could see Tian Suyin arguing with another woman.
"Just now. A weak bitch like you should be grateful that you even got to study the Silvermoon Soulblade for a minute. I will not ask you again. Move, or I will move you myself!"
"You call me weak, yet you have a lower cultivation than me. How hilarious." Tian Suyin sneered in a cold manner.
The other woman laughed out loud, "You have no idea who you're messing with! Darling! Come get this bitch out of my spot!"
The following moment, Tian Suyin felt the pressure of a peak Spirit King bearing down on her.
Then, a figure descended from the sky and landed between them.
This figure stood well over seven feet tall and had a broad, muscular build with a thick neck, wide shoulders, and bulging arms and legs. His chest was as wide as a barrel, giving him an imposing appearance.
However, this man's staggering presence did not seem to faze Tian Suyin at all. In fact, she looked unimpressed.
"Really? You're going to make your man bully another woman? How pathetic are you?" Tian Suyin shook her head.
"Also, you're bothering the others."
"None of this would've happened if you were obedient. Now, we'll have to make a spectacle out of you. Anyways, it's too late even if you want to give up your seat now."
"..." Tian Suyin didn't say anything and started looking around the Sword Graveyard in silence.
"Are you going to act like a damsel in distress and ask for help? There's nobody here that can protect you." The woman laughed in an obnoxious manner.
Meanwhile, when Tian Suyin noticed Yuan staring at them from a distance, a slight smile formed on her beautiful face.
"Even a damsel in distress has more dignity than someone like you. If you're going to do it, hurry up and do it, you pathetic little whore." Tian Suyin cursed back.
The woman trembled in anger, and she pointed at Tian Suyin before roaring, "Make her regret ever coming here, Wang Xuan!"
The bulky man's eyes became filled with killing intent as he retrieved a massive axe from his spatial ring and swung it at Tian Suyin.
The axe was also coated in a thin layer of Axe Aura, something similar to Sword Aura but only available to those who mastered the axe.
Tian Suyin's eyes widened slightly, but her vision was suddenly blocked by someone that had appeared in front of her like a ghost.
This person was obviously Yuan, and he lifted his arm to casually catch the incoming strike.
Whoosh!
A gust of wind swept the Sword Graveyard the moment Yuan caught the axe with just his fingers.
This shocked everybody there. As for the bulky man, he was in utter disbelief that someone had just caught his powerful attack with two mere fingers.
"You okay?" Yuan ignored the others and turned to ask Tian Suyin, who nodded her head in a dazed manner.
She knew that Yuan would protect her, but she didn't expect him to do it in such a fashion.
"Darling, what's wrong? Why did you stop? Just cleave through this fool who thinks he's a hero!" The woman misunderstood the situation and thought that the bulky man had stopped his attack right before his axe reached Yuan, as the thought that someone as small as Yuan in comparison could block the man's attack was simply impossible.
"T-That is…" The man didn't know how to respond, and he was still trying to comprehend the situation himself.