Chapter 17 (2/2)
“Sit tight, we’re departing”
Mentor Wen stood at sword grip
At the end of his sentence, a high-purity spirit crystal appeared in his hand It was a rade spirit crystals
Theat the sword guard The fuel activated the runes on the flight sword
The huy disturbed the surrounding air
A circular rune bloo at the sword tip
The flight sword stabbed through the rune
The rune continued to spin and the sound of spinning cogs could be heard
The flight sword y was expelled froh the sky
The departure was signaled by an ear-splitting roar as the sword took flight like aacross the sky
A h the sunset in the horizon
…
In the real Dynasty, the Sword Guild sat within Mount Shu
The loftysword, towering over the plains
Palaces and towers glittered on the ht The heart of civilization was thrust into the clouds
The sophisticated flight sword hummed as the rune spun Eardrums reverberated with the sword’s operation
Atop the flight sword, Fang Lang, Liu Bubai and Jiang Linglong gazed upon thethe heavens
This here the Sword Guild laid—the venue of the Gathering of Swords
“The Sword Guild is the largest sect in the Tang Dynasty that caters to sword mastery They rank in the top ten sects and only take in ten talented disciples frouided the flight sword through the clouds and toward the plaza on Mount Shu’s peak
They were not the only ones riding in Around theht swords zooy ru of the runes siathered fro Dynasty and everyone flew in on flight swords
Fang Lang’s body treht sword
This was not the Imperial Examination but the opportunity to cross swords with talents fro
“Get down,” Mentor Wen said with a smile
The trio hopped down and Mentor Wen put away the sophisticated flight sword
As they diseallant woman with a sword box on her back strode over
“Are you guys froht, the competition starts tomorrow”
The woman spoke perfunctorily When she noticed Mentor Wen, her expression hardened
The students felt the coldness of the wo at? She’s just an old acquaintance We o Unfortunately…” Mentor Wen said in a bittersweet tone as he took a trip downthe way turned around and gave Mentor Wen a death glare “Wen Ting, you lied to me then and you dare speak of the past? I’ll stab you”
Mentor Wen gave the wo, you wouldn’t”
Mentor Wen was right in his assess, showed her displeasure She almost drew her blade at Mentor Wen
Quickly, she brought the group to the teh she radiated an unfriendly aura, she still helped with checking in
Fang Lang took the roo the door, the next-door neighbor caainst the doorfra silently
“Which acade s Acade Acaderade sword disciple”
‘He’s revealing his grade?’
Fang Lang spent a , sixth-grade sword disciple”
“Huh? Sixth grade?”
Song Qingyun frowned and the interest in his eyes dirade sword disciple was likely sent here as a filler
Of course, Song Qingyun kept the thought to hioodbye and went back into his room, all interest lost