Chongxiao Hall, once a place worshipped by all races, the True Saint Dojo of old, had revived in this era.
There truly was a Supernatural Practitioner here named Jiang Qingyao.
"I want to see her!" Wang Xuan said with absolute certainty.
"Your True Saint looked into the depths of space, saw a corner of fate's trajectory, and guided you here to see my Junior Sister?" the Woman in Green asked. She still remembered what he had said earlier.
"Yes!" Wang Xuan nodded, yet he found it strange. The Sword Immortal was not that young, was she?
In the Mother Universe, she had risen during the Near Ancient era. When she left, she was already over eight hundred years old and had long since been a Heavenly Grade Expert. Here, she was still merely a Junior Sister?
Now that 237 years had passed, she had cultivated for a thousand years no matter how one looked at it. She should have become even stronger.
"She has never entered the world. How could she possibly be connected to you?" the Woman in Green said. Her name was Zhou Qingdai, and with a single motion, she could command a hundred thousand swords.
"I do not understand the words of a True Saint either," Wang Xuan said. Fortunately, no one now thought he was using a Supreme Being as a pretext to swagger about.
"Junior Sister is in seclusion, but we can take you to see her," the man in black said as well. His name was Mo Sijian, and he had been the first to spar with Wang Xuan.
This group of Sword Cultivators was straightforward. Earlier, they had disliked the sight of him and directly driven him away. Now that they respected him, there was nothing more to say; they simply led the