"That's a fine sword. It just doesn't have a name yet," Li Poxiao replied.
"I'm talking about the Immortal Sword!" I gritted my teeth and shifted the question to the Immortal Sword. Li Poxiao immediately said, "It's here. No need."
"Then give it to me. Li Duanyueque is a fine sword." I laughed.
"Ahem... What reason do you have? Take it!" Li Poxiao coughed twice, then tossed me a gray sword embryo shaped like a hard stone.
I took the sword embryo, feeling a little more balanced inside, but I still frowned and said, "That's enough. Hurry up and leave. Someone's bound to come after us soon."
"How can I take the person away without beating you?" Li Poxiao said seriously. I burst out laughing, then my brows drew together slightly. "Still trying to provoke me, are you? Fine. I'll let you see what I'm capable of!"
"What are you capable of?" Li Poxiao frowned slightly, his face instantly turning solemn. After countless battles with me, he knew that my serious self was full of cunning tricks.
I swept out my hand, and in an instant, every direction around me sank into a sea of sword clouds, transforming the scenery. A single streak reached straight into the heavens, enveloping even Li Poxiao within it!
"So fast? Impossible!" Li Poxiao's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly reversed his grip on the Nameless Sword, then rapidly formed sword arts with his hands while chanting some incantation at top speed!
"The road of the setting sun is cleansed beneath the empty moon. From afar, I face the slanting courtyard, where distant voices linger. Perhaps the Dao-heart follows the clouds away; in this lifetime, faint frost bears the sorrow of parting! Heaven One Dao! Cleansing the Empty Sword Clouds!" I began singing my sword verse.