"You people from the Faceless Tower are so sinister and cunning, actually using our Qingxuan disciples' identities to circumvent the restrictions and challenge the Sect Master to a sword inquiry. In that case, don't blame us for showing no mercy with our swords when we fight!"
Jiang Zhi, who had always been easygoing, drew the longsword at her waist with a clang, her surging Sword Qi soaring into the heavens.
Even if she could wield only sixty percent of her strength, Qingxuan's Eldest Senior Sister was still Qingxuan's Eldest Senior Sister.
Seeing the disciples of the Seven Peaks united against their common enemy, and feeling the terrifying might emanating from Dugu Qingxiao and Jiang Zhi, the Qingxuan disciples whose resolve had wavered all drew back the feet they had stepped forward with.
At this sight, Xu Taiping felt relieved, but also inexplicably moved.
Perhaps even if I hadn't returned, with my senior brothers and sisters united against their common enemy like this, they could still have carved a path to survival through the Faceless Tower's plot.
The thought suddenly came to Xu Taiping.
For a Sword Cultivator, the firmer one's resolve, the sharper one's sword.
So, on the strength of his senior brothers' and sisters' iron-hard wills alone, Xu Taiping had reason to believe they might help Qingxuan weather this calamity.
But the price would certainly be steep.
Xu Taiping shook his head and thought to himself.
This time, he wanted not only to help Qingxuan escape its predicament, but to bring it through completely unscathed!
"In that case, let's follow Qingxuan's rules. As a disciple of Peak One, I will first challenge you disciples of the Sect Master from the Seventh Peak to a sword inquiry."
Wumei, disguised as Yan Bing, stepped forward and drew the longsword at his