After he won this battle, not a sound remained in the banquet hall.
Pei Ye drew a deep breath, stretched his somewhat weary body, and looked up at the seats again.
[White Sea] Qiu Si.
Twenty-four years old, the face of Three Mountains Floating Raft in this generation.
Three Mountains Floating Raft was a sect far removed from the Jianghu, because it was situated at sea.
Sometimes in the Eastern Sea, sometimes in the North Sea, sometimes in the Southern Sea... there was no telling, because it was a great ship.
An immortal vessel as vast as a mountain, it had existed for who knew how long. Some said centuries, others millennia; the more fanciful claimed it was the very ship the First Emperor had sent out in search of immortality.
Pei Ye did not know whether it was that ship, but this opponent was indeed on a par with Qun Fei.
His sword use lacked Qun Fei's effortless grace, revealing a slight shortfall in talent, but his attainments were far more profound. Clearly, he had put in much more painstaking work.
In the end, he still fell to the Snow Sword. Today's process of challenging powerful opponents one after another was also a process of organizing and testing Pei Ye's own system of swordsmanship. Clearly, the sword Grandpa Yue had first taught him remained his strongest, most reliable support even now.
Then Pei Ye turned his gaze toward the woman in the yellow skirt among the seats.
No one moved. Pei Ye looked back to confirm the name, then turned toward her again.
"..."
"..."
"You want to fight me?"
"I want to see your Sword of the One Hidden by Heaven."
He Yaoyao reluctantly stood up.
Pei Ye failed to secure further victories against [Yellow Cloud Immortal] and