And so everything was settled.
The Golden Register ultimately retained Zuo Sheng in fifth place, leaving Yan Bingjian in sixth.
The Five Swords Blessed Land had thus failed to enter the top five, while the Pearl Waterside Pavilion had three in the top ten and two in the top five. The line "Watch the pearl illuminate the falling blossoms" had nearly come true.
In the next deliberation, Zuo Sheng silently pointed his sword straight at Cui Zijie.
The entire arena fell briefly quiet. Of the three figures at the very front whom everyone was watching, one had finally been brought into the deliberations.
[Thirty-fourth pearl]
First: suspected Yuquan Mountain, Geng One.
After writing this line, Pei Ye pinched the bridge of his nose. Once he endured the bout of pain, he tried hard to recall what he had felt in the Mindscape.
Like many of the preceding sword arts, this was his first time seeing it, but he was beginning to find it difficult to remember. This was not merely because of his mental exhaustion; the character of this sword art itself also required considerable depth of understanding.
Its killing intent was icy and keen to the utmost. Pei Ye had never seen a sword that chilled the depths of the heart like this. That was what made it so outstandingly arresting.
But there was another layer beneath that cold, keen killing intent. Pei Ye frowned and lightly tapped the table, then his brow suddenly eased a little-yes, a sword took shape in the mist, and the mist could also give birth to a sword.
He raised his brush, added a few words after it, and continued writing.
This pearl took somewhat longer, roughly a quarter of an hour.
[Heavenly Lord Bestows Feathers], Cui Zijie, was the Master of Yuquan