Lin Mo's actions also drew a little attention to Chen Mu from Leng Shi and the other prodigies of the Eight Great Sects, but they merely assumed Chen Mu was someone close to Lin Mo. Since everyone was discussing and verifying the Martial Dao with one another, they paid him no further heed.
"Does the Sword Child of Returning Origin Sword Manor also know how to curry favor?"
Lin Yue had appeared nearby at some point and spoke with a smile.
She and Lin Mo both had the surname Lin, but they were not related in any way. Returning Origin Sword Manor and Futiān Sect were worlds apart, located in the southern and northern regions of Great Yuan respectively.
"..."
Lin Mo swept Lin Yue a faint glance, but ignored the provocation in her words. He simply strode away and sought out Li Ping of Blood Kill Sect, holding his sword horizontally as he challenged him to a battle.
Seeing that Lin Mo showed no reaction, Lin Yue did nothing either. She turned her gaze toward Chen Mu nearby.
Just as she was about to say something.
Suddenly.
Someone—no one knew who—let out a cry of surprise.
"It's starting!"
For a moment, everyone almost simultaneously stopped what they were doing and fixed their eyes on the Wei River below the cliff. The tide had grown increasingly violent, and amid the surging waves, sheets of water splashed onto both banks, washing out patches of mud and sand.
Just as the Wei River's water was about to overflow, a whirlpool appeared in the river. A little multicolored radiance blossomed from it as it spun without end.
As if it had triggered something.
When the first whirlpool appeared, one whirlpool after another began emerging in succession across an area stretching nearly a thousand