Chapter 485: Water Sword
Everyone recognized those Daoist robes and that composed expression.
A dot of cinnabar, a longsword-he remained as impossible to break through as ever. Everyone remembered how, on the sword platform at the Southern Kingdom Martial Assembly several months ago, he had paced about and driven one opponent after another to despair. Yet just when the Divine Capital was chanting his name most feverishly, he had entered the Sword Academy and never appeared again.
Now he still bore the air of a refined visitor from an immortal mountain: Qingwei lightning arts, Taiji sword stances. No one believed an Eighth Growth cultivator could contend with a Profound Gate cultivator even under the suppression of the Law of Shared Worlds-unless that person was named Yan Feiqing.
Ranked ninth on Crane and Teal, he was already among the finest Lineage Realm cultivators in the world.
Yet almost no one recognized the youth who walked out after him.
It was a very unfamiliar face, and a very unfamiliar figure. Only a handful of people recognized him.
"Was that... Pei Ye?"
A soft murmur rose on Green Splendor Terrace, but no one answered. The Imperial College students had, of course, all recognized him, and in the next instant, many of them thought, almost in disbelief, of why he had appeared here.
-"I said I would deal with the Taiping Transport Gang. It won't live past the tenth day."
On Maple Shadow Terrace, the slender figure draped lazily over the railing also straightened, gazing across the lake as she whispered, "Yan Feiqing..."
"..."
"That's Yan Feiqing." Her eyes shone as she turned toward Changsun Jue. "I told you about him, one of the most gifted swordsmen of our age. Did you see that strike just now? Drawn from nature, his innate gifts brought