Among the first batch of ten, one person pointed at himself. He was a Qi Gathering disciple of the Descendants of the Six Monarchs.
Once he realized it was him, he froze for a moment, then glanced at Jiang Tian. The corner of his eye twitched a few times before he turned and walked away.
He didn't blame Jiang Tian for coming and pushing him back in the queue. He was just wondering, Why me? Why couldn't it have been someone else?
Jiang Tian walked over and stood in the vacant spot, his hands hanging at his sides and his face calm as still water.
Quiet murmurs rose all around them like a swelling tide.
"I wonder if anyone in this batch of ten will manage to tame a Sword Pellet."
"People say that taming a Sword Pellet doesn't have much to do with one's comprehension, but I have a feeling True Disciple Jiang will manage to tame one."
"Ha! These Sword Pellets have a little spirit of their own. They won't let him tame one just because he's a True Disciple." Someone spoke with a mocking edge, his voice thick with sourness.
"That's true. I heard True Disciple Zhu had to come three times before he managed to tame a Sword Pellet."
"Wasn't True Disciple Zhu the one who needed the fewest attempts?"
"Not necessarily. Someone managed to tame a Sword Pellet on their first try before, but it was so long ago none of you would know about it."
Jiang Tian's gaze shifted. This was his first time here, and he still didn't know how to tame a Sword Pellet.
He turned to a disciple of the Master-Disciple Lineage standing beside him and asked in a low voice, "Junior Brother, how do you tame a Sword Pellet?"
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