"It felt great, but it also feels like my bones have come loose." Xuan Mo rubbed his chest and grimaced as he climbed to his feet. The strength brought by Qi Condensation filled him with delight, but the muscle soreness that came with it also gave him a profound understanding of the cultivation world's "pain and pleasure."
Wang Wu cast him a sidelong glance. Lazily leaning against the stone wall, she waved a wine gourd in her hand and said with a hint of mockery, "That's nothing. You're already crying out in pain? You'll have plenty to cry about later." With that, she tipped her head back and took a gulp of wine. Its fragrance filled the air.
Smelling the wine, Xuan Mo swallowed involuntarily. "Master, this wine..."
"Want some?" Wang Wu raised an eyebrow. "When you can last a quarter of an hour in this Trial Sword Forest, I'll reward you with a sip."
Trial Sword Forest? Xuan Mo's heart tightened. He had heard of how dangerous this place was. Supposedly, it was filled with sword intent left behind by experts of the Lingjian Sect throughout the ages, and the slightest carelessness would get him torn to pieces by sword qi.
"Let's go. I'll take you to see it for yourself." As Wang Wu spoke, she kicked open the secret chamber's stone door and walked out first.
Xuan Mo took a deep breath and followed.
The Trial Sword Forest lay deep in the rear mountains of Lingjian Mountain. It was shrouded in dense fog all year round, making it seem especially gloomy and terrifying. The moment Xuan Mo stepped into the forest, he felt a sharp sword qi rush toward him, as though countless tiny steel needles were stabbing into his skin and making his entire body uncomfortable.
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