Strength Too Great-Not Allowed to Take the Exam

Night fell, and the air gradually turned cool.

Ever since the Blood-colored Demonic Saber had appeared last night and absorbed that blood-red orb, it had never appeared again.

Lin Shuguang thought about it briefly, then put it out of his mind.

After all, it was an antique that had existed for who knew how many years. How could its intentions be seen through so easily?

The night deepened. Lin Shuguang stopped cultivating, turned off the light, and went to bed.

Before long, his breathing grew slow and deep, and he fell asleep.

Strangely enough, he dreamed that night.

The dream was incredibly real, and it spanned several hundred years...

The young Swordsman wore a cold, solemn expression. Amid the pouring rain, he climbed the Demon Slaying Platform step by step and gazed from afar at the white-robed woman holding an umbrella on the steps.

"What are you here for?" His gaze was calm.

Looking as though she might be blown away by the torrential rain, the white-robed woman bit her lip. In the end, she plucked up her courage and said, "That year, in the Heavenly Palace, you said that you would take me with you wherever you went. I've waited for you for two hundred years. I don't want to wait another two hundred years."

The young Swordsman stepped onto the Demon Slaying Platform and stood before her. After his calm gaze lingered for a moment, it shifted elsewhere, and he said nothing.

The white-robed woman drew a deep breath. Her grip tightened around the umbrella handle. "Whether you believe me or not, there is no one else in this world who understands you better than I do... Our fates have already become entangled, from our past lives to this one. Even in our next life, I will still