"Urgh!" Li Hai collapsed at the staircase entrance to the ninth floor, blood spilling from his mouth, his face deathly pale as he stared at Lin Bai in terror!
Lin Bai smiled faintly. At that moment, he picked up the wine jug and wine cup, then slowly walked down from Moon Gazing Pavilion.
When Lin Bai left, a smile still hung on his face. His gaze was lowered, and he did not even spare Li Hai a glance!
"Who exactly is this person?"
"Could he be East Ridge's Premier Spear Cultivator? Or East Ridge's Premier Fist Cultivator?"
Many martial artists watched Lin Bai's back and began speculating nonstop.
Lin Bai slowly made his way down from the ninth floor.
Li Hai climbed to his feet and called out coldly, "Please wait, sir. May I ask your name? Today, I, Li Hai, was lacking in skill. If I make a breakthrough in the Blade Dao someday, I will definitely return to seek instruction in your superior techniques!"
Hearing Li Hai's voice, Lin Bai paused slightly.
At that moment, Li Hai's question was also the doubt in every martial artist's heart.
Who exactly was this person?
Lin Bai smiled faintly. "Forget my name."
"If you want revenge, come find me at the Spirit Sword Sect."
With that, Lin Bai left Moon Gazing Pavilion without looking back.
Lin Bai was gone.
A group of martial artists was left staring at one another, racking their brains over Lin Bai's words.
"The Spirit Sword Sect?" Upon hearing this, Li Hai frantically searched through his memories, bringing everything he knew about the Spirit Sword Sect to the forefront of his mind.
Suddenly!
Li Hai remembered!
The Spirit Sword Sect was merely a third-rate sect within the East Ridge Seven Hundred Kingdoms!
Yet some time ago, this