The Huaxi Sword Sect!
The "Flying Rainbow Swordsman," Nan Guyun!
Qinglingzi repeated the name inwardly and met the other man's scrutinizing gaze. Nan Guyun's eyes were as sharp as an unsheathed divine sword, their icy edge stabbing painfully at his face.
Qinglingzi's heart tightened, but his expression remained unchanged. He cupped his hands, and an elusive, ethereal force began to circulate around him.
"Greetings, Brother Nan. Our alliance leader's movements are not for me to divine. I merely heard that the winds and clouds were gathering here and came to join the excitement."
"Subtlety-level force?"
A faint ripple stirred in Nan Guyun's eyes.
He had recognized at first glance that Qinglingzi possessed an extraordinary bearing and considerable martial prowess. The force the man now revealed confirmed his suspicions.
He simply had not expected the Sea-Calming Alliance, founded only a few months ago, to have a Subtlety grandmaster hidden away besides the Divine Prison Spear Lord who served as its public face.
Even if such reserves could not compare to those of the Three Great Sects, they were enough to warrant attention.
Nan Guyun chuckled, a hint of amusement in his voice. "Your Alliance Leader Hong is blessed with extraordinary talent. Before even reaching twenty, he has already become a mighty figure renowned throughout the world. Truly remarkable. I have long admired him from afar, but fate has never granted us a meeting. A great pity indeed."
Nan Guyun sighed wistfully, seemingly disappointed at his failure to meet Hong Yuan. Suddenly, his gaze shifted to the tightly shut gates of the Vajra Temple, and he shook his head again. "A pity, a pity!"
"What do you find so regrettable, Brother Nan?" Qinglingzi asked calmly.
"That Alliance Leader Hong did not come. Otherwise, we could have witnessed a meeting between the two