Boom!
Xiao Yun slammed heavily into the ground. The floor here was protected by an array, so he did not smash out a deep crater, merely kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Brother Dugu, you..." Jian One, who had been waiting outside the palace, could not help opening his mouth wide. He stared at Xiao Yun in dumbfounded disbelief, his eyes filled with confusion.
Xiao Yun got to his feet, patted his butt, shook out his flowing hair with effortless flair, and said calmly, "The Pavilion Master Senior gave me some guidance on my Lightning Step just now. I improved too quickly and failed to control my speed for a moment, so I didn't fly steadily."
Of course, he would not admit that Lei Zhan had slapped him out with one palm. That would be far too humiliating. He was, after all, the number one genius on the Profound Ranking—he had to preserve some face.
Jian One's mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes.
Guidance on your Lightning Step? Didn't fly steadily?
Did you take me for an idiot?
Was that flying?
You were obviously thrown out!
Jian One was utterly speechless. He did not know how this Brother Dugu had angered his master. That was a mighty Quasi-Emperor—where had Brother Dugu found such audacity?
Whenever they disciples met Lei Zhan, they were all exceedingly cautious. Who would dare show even the slightest disrespect?
This Brother Dugu truly had nerves of steel.
"Brother Jian One, thanks to the Pavilion Master Senior's guidance this time, I have gained greatly. I intend to enter seclusion for a while, so I'll return to the inn first," Xiao Yun said evenly.
Jian One gave a muffled snort. "Brother Dugu, please do as you wish!"
Xiao Yun nodded, then left the Sword Pavilion alone.
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