Lin Bai had Lanyue activate the Dragon Guard Formation so he could examine the sword mark in meticulous detail.
After a while.
Lin Bai could not help letting out a quiet chuckle.
Seeing Lin Bai suddenly laugh, Lanyue asked in confusion, "Saint Son Lin Bai, what are you laughing about?"
Lin Bai chuckled. "Nothing. I just feel that although this sword cultivator's strength is decent, he seems like a woman."
Lanyue frowned slightly. "Why would Saint Son Lin Bai have that impression? Can you tell that it was done by a woman based on a single sword mark?"
Lin Bai said, "It's just a feeling. I never said I was sure it was a woman."
Qiao Mo asked, "Senior Brother Saint Son, did you discover something?"
Lin Bai shook his head. He glanced at the sword mark on the Dragon Guard Formation and said with a faint smile, "The sword wounds on Zuo Feiyu and the sword marks left on this formation both show that they were probably made by a woman."
"But I have no evidence. It's only a guess."
Lanyue was thoroughly puzzled. "Why is Saint Son Lin Bai so certain?"
Lin Bai chuckled. "You're not a sword cultivator, Lanyue, so naturally you can't sense it."
"The sword wounds on Zuo Feiyu and the sword marks on the Dragon Guard Formation are sharp, but there seems to be a trace of softness hidden within them. They very much resemble the work of a woman!"
"Like I said, it's only a feeling."
Lin Bai was a sword cultivator and had met many sword cultivators in his life, both men and women.
His understanding of sword techniques and sword cultivators far surpassed that of other martial artists.
In fact, the moment Lin Bai saw the sword wounds on Zuo Feiyu,