Six months passed in the blink of an eye.
In Qingzhou, before the mountain gate of Golden Sword Sect on Five Peaks Mountain.
A travel-weary group of five returned to this place.
"We're finally back."
Xu Chang gazed at the mountain gate before him and quickened his pace. Behind him, Jia Chuchu and the other three junior brothers and sisters followed closely.
After six months, the aura around Xu Chang had grown increasingly sharp. Standing there, he was like a sword about to leave its sheath.
"Stop right there."
When the disciples guarding the mountain gate saw them, they blocked their way first.
That was because Xu Chang and the others were not wearing Golden Sword Sect's clothing. Instead, they had changed into blue robes made from Ice Silkworm Silk that they had purchased.
These robes were relatively more novel in style. Combined with the use of puppet-mechanical assembly lines, their prices had dropped dramatically. They were the latest fashion trend in Ghost Ridge Palace.
"I'm inner sect disciple Xu Chang. Today, I've completed my studies at Ghost Ridge Palace and returned."
Xu Chang produced the token in his hand. It proved his identity and allowed him to enter the sect without trouble.
They stepped onto the winding stone-paved stairs and entered the mountain gate area. Above the gate tower hung a plaque bearing the words "Sword Heart Illuminated," with two golden flying swords crossing beneath it.
Disciples dressed in azure robes cultivated here. Some maintained and tempered their flying swords at the Sword Washing Pool, while others stepped in the movements of the stars and swung out sword arts, practicing their sword techniques.
When they saw Xu Chang and the others appear in such incongruous clothing, many people turned their eyes toward them.
Several acquaintances recognized their identities.
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