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Thus, he threw himself wholeheartedly into practicing the blade, utterly unaware that the spiritual energy around him was drawing in the surrounding earth and metal spiritual energies, forming a rhythmic wave that was gradually expanding.

Before long, someone noticed. After all, the sight was simply too spectacular; any cultivator would find it difficult not to notice.

"Eldest Senior Brother, did you provoke him?"

For once, Eldest Senior Brother was uncertain. "I... probably didn't?" Was leaving this place really that hard for Chen Zui to part with?! He was causing such a huge commotion on the eve of his departure?!

"What do we do now? Should we interrupt him?"

"Of course not!"

Tonight was the full moon. It hung in the sky like a jade disc, illuminating the area brightly. Unfortunately, the one wielding the blade noticed none of it. He did not even notice the changes in himself; he merely felt that swinging his blade today was exceptionally relaxing, as simple as breathing or drinking water.

And so Chen Zui swung the blade in his hand. Chen Zui was never picky about the blade he held. As long as it was a blade, even if it bore no spiritual light and was merely ordinary iron, he would still cherish it. Many people of Blade Peak made saving up to forge the natal sword best suited to them their foremost goal, but Chen Zui had never thought that way.

He believed that every blade in this world was perfect. The only difference lay in the person using it. Chen Zui never befriended those who complained that their blades were no good, because he felt that such people simply did not deserve to practice the blade.

When the first ray of dawn fell upon his blade, Chen Zui finally stopped. His eyes