"Only those with such spirit are worthy of my attention," Fang Xinyan remarked with admiration.
Halfway up the Ninth Peak, a woman clad in a bright red robe watched the dense swarm of Flying Swords above the sky, a smile playing on her lips.
"What if it’s a man?" a young man in white clothes asked softly beside her.
"A man? Then I shall marry him!" declared the woman in the red robe, who claimed to be Fang Xinyan, swinging her sleeves with authority.
"Tsk tsk tsk, I never thought the day would come when Big Sister would change her preferences," the young man in white marveled. "Since Big Sister likes men now, why not consider your little brother here, or at least Song Qilin from the Third Peak?"
"A bunch of guys who haven’t even grown their full set of hair yet, worthy of a second glance from me?" Fang Xinyan squinted at the young man in white and pointed towards the sky, "When you guys have the capability to match this, maybe I’ll give you a second look."
The young man in white looked at the overwhelming scene and sighed, "It seems there’s no chance then."
Just this feat alone, it seemed not even the Pavilion Master of the Li Mountain Sword Pavilion could achieve it, let alone them.
It seemed impossible to gain Big Sister’s special recognition.
Bad luck, oh bad luck.
Big Sister is so beautiful, why does she like women?
But this time, it seems there might be a chance for her to change back.
The young man in white glanced again at the scene above the sky and sighed once more, "The only one who might have a chance is probably Brother Song."
"It’s just too bad that guy has gone who knows where."
If Song Qilin knew Big Sister had changed her preferences, he probably would train as if his life depended on it.
So thought the young man in white.
He did not know that at this moment, Song Qilin was also inside the Sword Tomb, under a different sky, yet feeling the same awe.
Song Qilin, Huang Yue, Zhou Youwei, Pei Yanchao, Chu Jiangqiu, Elder Liu, and others were all looking up at the sky, at the overwhelming sea of Flying Swords that made their scalp tingle.
"This must have surpassed Master Ning by now..." Zhou Youwei, seeing the scene, was astounded.
Previously at the Emperor Immortal Sect, when Master Ning emerged, he too summoned a million Flying Swords in the sky, a grand phenomenon.
However, Zhou Youwei carefully compared it and found today’s phenomenon even more terrifying.
These Flying Swords were probably already up into the hundreds of millions!
The most terrifying part was that even her Divine Sun Sword was shooting up into the sky!
Even the Winter Thunder Blade was uncontrollably flying towards the heavens.
What terrifying power this was.
The only one who could remain calm was Qiao Xinyu alone.
She too was looking up at the scene, her heart already clear.
She knew that the one causing all this was definitely Emperor Ye!
Only that person could create such a phenomenon.
When she had entered the Sword Tomb, she had secretly investigated. Most of the old fellows inside were running out of Blood Qi, barely hanging on by a thread, possibly dying any day now.
These old fellows couldn’t possibly have come out to do this.
Emperor Ye had come to the Sword Tomb, was it not to retrieve something?
"It looks like the legend of the River Soldier from the Primordial Wilderness Era is true..."
Qiao Xinyu thought to herself, in silence.
She came from the Southern Dipper Ancient Country and later joined the ancient tradition of the Immortal Crossing Sect on the Dingzhou Continent, so she knew many ancient legends.
The River Soldier was one of them.
Initially, she hadn’t paid much attention to this legend.
But now, she vaguely guessed some truth.
(ps: Combined two Chapters into one, was thinking of combining three Chapters into one...)