The Blade Tower.
A muffled hum rang out across the Testing Plaza. The seventh Ancient Blade suddenly trembled, then slowly erupted with dazzling silver-white radiance.
At the sight, Liu Xiyan nearly jumped with excitement.
"The potential of a Blade Saint! Genuine Blade Saint potential!"
"Junior Sister actually resonated with the seventh Ancient Blade!"
"Unbelievable! Absolutely unbelievable!"
"I actually found someone with Blade Saint potential for the Blade Tower?!"
"Ah! Am I dreaming?!"
Liu Xiyan slapped her snow-white cheeks hard, afraid this was merely a dream and that everything would vanish like smoke when she woke.
She was an orphan who had begun wandering as soon as she was old enough to remember. When she was about to starve to death, she met her master, who had come down the mountain on business, and was brought to the Blade Tower.
Her master had raised her, tending to every last bodily need.
To her, her master was both a teacher and a mother.
And the Blade Tower was her home.
Watching her master fret all day over the Blade Tower's future, worrying that its legacy would die out, she had been worried sick as well.
But now, she had discovered a promising young talent with the potential of a Blade Saint!
As long as they kept this promising Blade Saint candidate at the Blade Tower and nurtured her into the next Blade Saint, someone who could suppress the prodigies of the Thirty-Six Provinces with overwhelming strength...
Then the Blade Tower would regain its glory, and aspiring disciples would flock to it like ducks to water. For at least the next several hundred years, they would no longer need to worry about its legacy dying out.
Then her master would no longer have to risk entering that so-called Life-and-Death Trial to attain the