Fourteen Realms

At the cliff's edge of one half of the Sword Qi Great Wall, a gray robe fluttered in the wind.

Liu Bai had come to bid Dragon Lord senior farewell. She had just reached the Nascent Soul Realm and had received two gifts of pure sword intent in succession.

Of the more than ninety Sword Immortal Embryos from Tuoyue Mountain who had practiced swordsmanship here, most had broken through or received a portion of sword intent before Liu Bai. They had left the wall one after another, flying by sword to the Vast Heaven and Earth and the battlefields of three continents.

Those strands of pure sword intent had wandered between heaven and earth for hundreds, thousands, even tens of thousands of years. They showed no bias. Any sword cultivator whose sword heart was clear and whose nature accorded with them could earn their recognition, gaining an opportunity and a pure inheritance without any so-called bonds of incense or master and disciple.

There was only one kind of being that could never win their favor, however great their talent or aptitude.

She Yue, listed among the Savage World's young Ten People, was one example. So was the girl nicknamed Doukou.

Liu Bai said softly, "Dragon Lord senior, I'm about to leave for Tongye Continent to follow my teacher and senior brother. Is there anything you would like me to pass on to my teacher?"

Gang Wind swept across the wall. The gray-robed figure said nothing.

Liu Bai did not dare hurry this eccentric senior. She was in no rush to leave the wall, so she looked toward the opposite cliff. The Scarlet Robe was nowhere to be seen.

At the Jiazi Tent's command, a formidable Mountain Water Restriction had been placed around the opposite half of the Sword Qi Great