"The Hundred Swords Register sounds rather interesting, but is its credibility guaranteed?" Chu Kuangren asked curiously.
The most important thing about compiling a ranking of famous swords was gaining the world's recognition. Otherwise, the list would be nothing but a joke.
"The Feng Family has spent years preparing and gathered a great deal of information. Apart from Saints, they know the powerful swordsmen and famous swords of our era as well as the treasures in their own home. Its credibility should be assured."
"Then I'll wait and see," Chu Kuangren said with a smile.
After chatting for over an hour, Li Xingchen left.
Outside the door.
A streak of starlight flew out of Li Xingchen's body and transformed into an elderly man in white robes. "Xingchen, this friend of yours is no ordinary person."
"Brother Chu is a peerless Heavenly Pride. Of course he's extraordinary."
"It's more than that. Whenever you meet him, I always feel as though thorns are pricking my back, as if he's seen right through me. I have to hide my aura with the utmost care, terrified that he might notice me."
"What? Could Brother Chu have sensed your presence, Teacher?"
Li Xingchen was somewhat shocked.
His teacher was the remnant spirit of a Saint King. Even a Supreme Supreme could not detect him, yet Chu Kuangren could?!
"I don't know either, but this man is no trifling matter. I would rather face a Supreme Supreme than confront him head-on."
"You're worrying too much, Teacher. Brother Chu is my friend, and you're my teacher. How could there possibly be a direct clash?"
Li Xingchen smiled.
"Let's hope so." An inscrutable gleam flashed through the white-robed elder's eyes, but Li Xingchen did not notice it.
Inside his room, Chu Kuangren was about to take out the