The Rusted Sword flew by once more.
Li Xian had now figured it out: "Could it be...that the Rusted Sword and Jade Ring are actually a set? Are they spiritually connected?" He removed the ring, placed it on the ground, and walked away alone.
Yet, the Rusted Sword didn't fly over. Li Xian felt somewhat disappointed: "I thought you would recognize your master, and be faithful only to me." He picked up the ring again, raised his hand, and summoned the Rusted Sword.
Since it is so, I accept them both with a laugh. He used the Rusted Sword to support himself while walking. After a period of recuperation, his emotional wounds gradually eased, and he could start climbing upward again. At this point, the giant object he touched hadn't returned.
