Heaven-Piercing Peak guesthouse.
Xuanyuan Sword...
That name carried enormous weight throughout the Cultivation World.
An ancient divine weapon, imbued with righteous energy. It was the bane of evil, and its power was peerless.
"In the previous rounds, Zeng Shushu hasn't drawn his sword even once."
"He's been playing around, dispatching his opponents with ease."
Tian Buyi's voice was somewhat subdued.
"What does that mean?"
"It means he hasn't even used his full strength."
"Eighth, although you're exceptionally talented and have the Shocking Dragon Sword to aid you,"
"against Zeng Shushu, who wields the Xuanyuan Sword and is a realm above you..."
Tian Buyi didn't finish, but the meaning was clear.
The odds of winning were slim.
Lin Jingyu bit his lip, a flicker of resentment in his eyes.
He wasn't afraid of losing. He was afraid of losing without putting up a fight.
The Shocking Dragon Sword seemed to sense its master's fighting spirit and gave a faint hum.
"Master."
"I'll give it everything I've got."
"Even if he's at the eighth level of the Jade Purity Realm, even if he has the Xuanyuan Sword, I'll still knock a few teeth out!"
Lin Jingyu shot to his feet, his voice ringing with determination.
"Sit down, sit down. What's with all the slogans?"
Tian Buyi waved a hand, signaling for him to calm down.
"Having spirit is a good thing."
"But spirit alone won't win you the match."
"Zeng Shushu is an unpredictable sort. He might not meet you head-on, so watch out for his unorthodox tricks."
Ye Xuan chuckled to himself.
Unorthodox tricks?
Zeng Shushu's biggest unorthodox trick was his love of books, especially the colorful kind.
If Lin Jingyu could pull out a rare collector's edition illustrated book, Zeng Shushu might just surrender on the spot.
What a shame.