"Martial Aunt took on a sealbearer when she was nearing the end of her lifespan. Though each of our Sword Palaces holds sway over its own territory, every one of us has our eye on the Supreme Sword Palace's principal sword. Our junior martial brother, the Sword Master, is bent on pursuing power in the Sword Domain and won't be able to take over for at least another hundred-odd years. We thought Martial Aunt would hand over the formation sword now that her breakthrough has failed, but this unexpected complication has arisen instead. What do you think, Junior Sister?" Ling Bixia took a sip of tea and began probing as though in casual conversation.
Yi Duling glanced at her and said coldly, "As the Supreme Sealbearer, she should naturally inherit the Sword Palace's principal sword. Do you know that the sword that child currently carries is still nothing more than a low-grade magical implement?"
"So that's how it is. It seems Martial Aunt Yan really does intend to do that. I have no objections, anyway. What about you, Senior Sister Yi?" Ling Bixia asked cheerfully.
Yi Duling frowned slightly. "I have nothing to say."
"Hehe, who doesn't know that your Duling Sword Palace has been producing one genius after another lately, Senior Sister Yi? They've earned repeated praise and shown the potential to dominate their entire generation in several major tournaments. Haven't any of your disciples been tempted by that principal sword?" Ling Bixia egged her on.
Yi Duling snorted. "Stop trying to put me on the spot. Your intentions are practically written across your face. Do you really think I don't know what you're thinking?"
"What am I thinking?" Ling Bixia played dumb.
"If the Cloudrise Sword Palace hadn't tested her swordsmanship first, you would probably have already urged