A streak of golden light shot skyward from Hundred Flowers Palace.
It pierced the billowing white clouds, speeding in one direction before finally descending and hovering beside the young man.
The golden light faded. Everyone looked closely and saw that it was a sword.
It was slightly longer than an ordinary sword, with a thick, heavy blade and a simple, ancient design. Not a single unnecessary ornament adorned it, and it had no scabbard.
A deep voice rose from the sword:
"Were you calling for me just now?"
Gu Qingshan pointed at the male cultivator opposite him and said, "Actually, I was telling him to come at me and fight. I don't know why you showed up."
The moment the two finished speaking, all the cultivators erupted in an uproar.
"This sword can talk to people!"
"It's a sword spirit!"
"This sword has a spirit! Incredible!"
"A divine weapon! This is Hundred Flowers Sect's divine weapon!"
"Oh my god, could it be the one that belongs to the Saint—"
White Goose suddenly roared, "Silence!"
Its voice carried a fierce Spiritual Pressure, drowning out all the cultivators' voices.
White Goose flew beside the long sword and cupped its wings. "Isn't this the sword our master carries? Why have you come here?"
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the long sword said nothing.
But Gu Qingshan heard Earth Sword's voice in his mind. "Quick, tell me what I should say."
"Just say I'm the person you chose," Gu Qingshan replied.
"But there has to be a reason," Earth Sword said.
"Then say something about a quality of mine attracting you. That'll be hard for them to pick holes in," Gu Qingshan replied.
"A quality of yours... What quality do you have?" Earth Sword asked hesitantly.
"How should I know? I can't say that kind