The Azure Cloud Sword was a Spirit Sword that had never left Qin Ming's side, even after he reached Core Formation. It was perfectly attuned to his aura, and it was the sword with which he had made his name.
The two men arguing outside the pawnshop were none other than Qin Ming and his junior brother, Liu Zhiyan.
While Su Jiu was considering how to go over and greet them, Liu Zhiyan spotted her and Yun Huanling.
"Senior brother, senior brother! Look over there! Our moneybags is here! You don't have to pawn your sword anymore." His words made the corner of Su Jiu's mouth twitch. You could have chosen to say that through divine sense transmission.
Following Liu Zhiyan's gaze, Qin Ming looked toward Su Jiu as well. He had never expected to encounter her again in Dawn City.
Their last meeting had been three years ago. In the blink of an eye, that little girl who could draw talismans had grown up.
But why had the tear mole at the outer corner of her left eye disappeared?
In Su Jiu's eyes, Qin Ming had not changed at all. He still looked somewhat down on his luck. Seeing the two fellow disciples' dusty clothes, she guessed they had concealed their identities and slipped out again.
After spotting Su Jiu, Qin Ming and Liu Zhiyan stopped tugging at each other, and both sides exchanged cupped-hand greetings.
"Fellow Daoist Su, doesn't your Azure Tide Sect have a rule forbidding disciples from leaving the sect's grounds before reaching Foundation Establishment?"
Yun Huanling gave Liu Zhiyan a rather peculiar look.
Liu Zhiyan would never have dared imagine that Su Jiu had already reached Foundation Establishment. They had learned from Xiang Li that she was exactly as young as she looked: a genuine