Half a month later.
At the Sword-Suppressing Sword Platform on Qionglou Peak, the First Peak of the Azure Profound Sect.
A giant sword dozens of yards tall stood embedded at an angle in the center of the Sword-Suppressing Sword Platform, giving off an inexplicable sense of oppression.
The arena directly facing the giant sword was the final arena for this Seven Peaks Selection.
Today, twenty-eight Outer Sect Disciples would compete here for seven places to ascend the mountains.
Rows of Cloud Towers had been built around the enormous Sword-Suppressing Sword Platform.
Nestled against the mountains beside the clouds, these Cloud Towers ordinarily served as places where First Peak disciples admired the clouds and cultivated their minds. On occasions such as the Seven Peaks Assembly, they naturally became spectator stands.
Though it was still early, disciples from the Seven Peaks had already been arriving one after another to take their seats on either side.
Laughter, chatter, and discussion rose from the Cloud Towers from time to time.
"Senior Brother, I think we're late."
After searching several Cloud Towers without finding any seats, Zhao Linglong sighed forlornly.
"And whose fault is that? You said you were going into seclusion for half a month, but you slept for fifteen days straight without waking up. I even had to come wake you."
Qingxiao glared at Zhao Linglong, his anger welling up.
"Senior Brother, you can't blame me! The Nourishing Heart Pavilion was just too boring. Father even locked the door after I went inside. What else could I do but sleep?"
Zhao Linglong looked aggrieved.
"Senior Brother Qingxiao, Junior Sister Linglong, there are seats here."
Just then, a sweet voice came from the seats ahead.
Zhao Linglong looked up. It was Senior Sister Ziyan from the Sixth Peak.
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