Upstairs, attendants no longer greeted guests. Suixin Pavilion dispatched a manager whose facial smile carried a touch of reserve, yet still felt quite approachable. He cut straight to the point with a brisk style: "Does the guest require a messaging flying sword?"
Yu Ci nodded. "Urgent! Speed and safety must both be of the highest grade."
The manager smiled. "Our pavilion features the Bìluò Seamless series personally crafted by Master Xu Weiying. It soars a thousand miles, flies without a trace, and is as swift as flowing light. It can cover twenty-four thousand miles in a single hour, which is nearly four times the speed of a Longevity True Man."
This speed sounded startling. If anyone in the world possessed this level of sword-piloting speed, roaming the world would be completely unproblematic. But in truth, among messaging flying swords, this was still considered quite normal.
A messaging flying sword was called a flying sword, but it was actually completely different from the flying swords cultivators used themselves. It was not meant for slaying enemies; from the moment of its creation, it served the purpose of transmitting messages.
Every medium-to-large-scale sect of any scale inevitably possessed magical arrays for receiving and dispatching messaging flying swords. Based on these magic swords, the sects would then tailor uniformly styled messaging flying swords. Combined with the sect cultivators' own primordial blood and qi auras, they could trace tracks and seek out shadows even ten thousand miles away, delivering the items directly into the designated personnel's hands. As for sect cultivators sending messages back to the sect, it was even more like a bird returning to its nest, couldn't be easier. Yet if one used this sword to kill people... Yu Ci had heard of no such precedent to this day.
Yu Ci calculated that