"Ninety-seven layers of Dao Domain?"
At the Sword Master's words, all three froze, then exchanged bewildered looks. Had they heard him wrong?
Jiang Yingyue looked utterly dazed. Her mind was blank, save for a sea of question marks.
She dared not doubt the Sword Master. She would sooner believe something was wrong with her ears.
The alchemist who had come with her had ninety-seven layers of Dao Domain?!
How was that possible!
Such a number was unheard of. Even she had only cultivated fifteen layers, and that was already proof of her extraordinary talent.
After all, she also had to divide her time between advancing her cultivation realm and practicing swordsmanship. To reach this level before even turning a hundred already made her a peerless Heavenly Prodigy.
Apart from those Saint Children and Saint Daughters born with innate Dao Bodies, this was practically the pinnacle attainable through acquired effort.
The Sword Master did not wait for the three to recover, much less address their thoughts. His figure flickered, vanishing from the spot before appearing on the fifth floor of the Sword Tower.
There, Li Hao was sitting in meditation, cultivating.
But the Sword Master's sudden appearance instantly alerted Li Hao. Though the Sword Master's aura was faint, Li Hao still smelled it-the fishy scent of water!
It was the instinct of a seasoned angler. He had become exceptionally sensitive to the smell of water, and this scent came from the fishing line on the Sword Master's rod.
"Sword Master?"
Li Hao opened his eyes and looked at the man before him, who wore a bamboo hat. His expression was calm, yet he carried an oppressive presence like a looming shadow.
Although the man had not deliberately revealed it, and had even taken great care to conceal it, the aura unique