"Master, you've finally come out! If we were any later, that Supreme Treasure Sword might have been taken by someone else!" Li Shishi approached, her face full of urgency.
"What's the rush! If that Supreme Treasure Sword were so easily obtained, it would have been taken long ago. How could it possibly still be here now." Chu Feng, who has lived for thousands of years, is as steady in mind as a rock in the river, immovable.
"Tell me the specifics!"
Chu Feng and Li Shishi walked side by side, a light fragrance wafting into his nose, which he found quite enjoyable. The fatigue from days of Alchemy had also been relieved.
"Among the sixteen True Disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, only three have not gone. Protectors, Stewards, anyone with a bit of skill has already reported to the Sect and gone to the Sword Tomb to compete for the Treasure Sword."
