"Did Junior Brother fail to make it in time after all?"
After waiting a while, Dugu Qingxiao gazed down at the still-empty Sword Platform from the stands, regret written across his face.
The Azure Profound Sect disciples in the same stand wore equally regretful expressions.
Ever since that Golden Scale Assembly, at least half the disciples who came to Qingxuan seeking a master had followed in Xu Taiping's footsteps after hearing of his deeds.
It could be said that among this generation of Azure Profound Sect disciples, Xu Taiping was a figure much like Su Chan had once been.
Thus, upon hearing that Xu Taiping's name was still on the list of Sword Inquiry Cultivators for this match, almost all the disciples from the Azure Profound Sect's various peaks who had come to observe this Sword Champion Assembly had gathered in the spectator stands.
Among these disciples, the white-robed girl sitting beside Dugu Qingxiao looked the most nervous.
When she saw that Xu Taiping had still not appeared, she suddenly could not help asking Dugu Qingxiao beside her:
"Master, is Junior Martial Uncle truly all right?"
Although this white-robed girl was extremely beautiful, a deep timidity always showed in her eyes and brows.
Hearing her, Dugu Qingxiao turned to glance beside him.
The girl immediately lowered her head, twisting the hem of her robe in her hands, not daring to meet Dugu Qingxiao's eyes.
At the sight, Dugu Qingxiao, whose face was usually as cold as ice, struggled to muster a smile and said:
"A Zhu, don't worry. As long as your Junior Martial Uncle Taiping's name appears on the Sword Chief Ranking, it means his life is not in danger."
Although Dugu Qingxiao and the others had not deliberately concealed this matter, neither had they announced it to the