In a corner of Sword Condensation Palace, a man in a cyan robe sat.
The man was burly and dark-skinned, with a carefree smile on his face. His cheeks were covered in scruffy stubble, and his clothes were stained all over, making him look extremely disheveled.
Lai Huabei and the others had spent the entire journey imagining and looking forward to their days in Dao Sword Palace.
The burly man's words were like a basin of cold water dumped over their heads. Luo Zheng was still fine, but the faces of Lai Huabei and the other nine immediately became extremely ugly.
"Chu, Palace Master Chu, how can you say something like that?" One of the men in cyan robes also felt humiliated.
The burly man gave a faint smile, climbed to his feet, and slowly walked toward Lai Huabei and the others as he spoke. "Dao Sword Palace governs thirteen academies. Among them, Sword Burial Palace, Demon Sword Palace, and Shattered Sword Palace are all first-grade academies. Rage Sword Palace, Upper Sword Palace... these are second-grade academies. Condensation Sword Palace, at the very bottom, exists to receive people like you who joined Dao Sword Palace through strange means. Staying in Sword Condensation Palace would merely be wasting your lives. Are you sure you want to join?"
At those words, Lai Huabei was the first to lose his temper.
The burly man's words were like an invisible giant hand, crushing his dreams outright.
"Word has it that anyone who obtains Dao Sword Palace's burial mound can become a disciple of Dao Sword Palace. From the looks of it, Dao Sword Palace doesn't intend to honor that promise?" Lai Huabei demanded.
The burly man chuckled softly. "Dao Sword Palace naturally has no reason to go back on its word. If you are