Whoosh!
The wooden lid atop the iron pot on the stove tore through the howling wind, swiftly crossing the courtyard before abruptly appearing before Chen Mu.
With a casual flick, the lid spun toward the top of the opposite wall, smashing an Iron Lotus Seed away with a bang. It then curved through the air and flew back before Chen Mu.
Chen Mu's eyes lit up involuntarily.
Hundred Mile Qi Seal?
No, this was telekinesis. This was controlling objects from afar!
With a thought, the lid whirred back to the stove.
A pitch-black short sword appeared in his hand. It then slowly floated into the air before vanishing with a swoosh.
The next moment, shadows continuously whirled and spun around Chen Mu.
"Ha!"
"This is fucking sword control!"
Chen Mu trembled all over in excitement.
Flying Sword Jumping Pellet, taking a man's head from a thousand miles away—such phrases instantly filled Chen Mu's mind.
Unable to hold back any longer, he shouted, "Go!"
Bang!
A cloud of white smoke abruptly burst through the air. The ebony short sword shot ten meters away with a swoosh, then... then stopped moving.
Chen Mu: "..."
At that speed, shouldn't it have vanished over the horizon?
He had even prepared himself for the possibility of it flying too far away to find. But...
"Again!" Chen Mu refused to give up. His dream of flying swords couldn't end here!
"Go!"
Bang!
The ebony short sword launched forward. Then Chen Mu felt as though he heard a sharp screech of brakes.
Screech!
It stopped ten meters away again.
Chen Mu: "..."
After quite a while, he had no choice but to accept reality.
Hundred Mile Qi Seal? Heh! This was clearly a Ten Meter Qi Seal!
Chen Mu looked thoroughly dejected. His flying sword dream