The crooked, scrawling characters crawled across the paper like earthworms.
Even if this was not a Sword Calligraphy Copybook with sword intent filling every stroke and supreme power within it, the writing should at least have been neat.
To claim that this wretched handwriting came from an Ancient Sword Immortal rather cheapened that Ancient Sword Immortal, didn't it?
Everyone in the main hall wore strange expressions as they looked at the still-smug Tai'a, silently mourning a little for that Ancient Sword Immortal.
If that Ancient Sword Immortal were still alive and learned that his descendants were parading his calligraphy around, might he replace the Sword Sect Master overnight and then sink this fellow into the depths of the East Sea?
Bai Feiyu, normally so steady and mature, was now breathing heavily as he watched the smug Sword Sect Master holding a diary full of embarrassing history from his previous life.
If he had the ability right now, he would already have chopped this idiot into hundreds of pieces!
"It... it certainly looks... magnificent!" Dongxu Zi truly could not think of any adjective to describe the writing on that sheet of paper, so he could only offer this dry compliment.
Beside him, Ouyang was almost dying of laughter inside. What could make him happier than publicly flogging the corpse of Xiao Bai, who stood in trees showing off every day?
Dongxu Zi coughed and said, "This Immortal Secret Realm is a matter of great importance. It won't just involve our two sects; the other sacred lands will surely make their moves too. Why have you only come here?"
Tai'a carefully put away his treasure and drawled, "The other sects? Every elder and attendant in my Sword Sect below me has already taken disciples to visit the other sects. Your Azure Cloud