The Seventeenth Fortress.
A streak of sword light suddenly arrived outside the General's Residence. The cultivators there all grew wary as they looked at the newcomer.
He was a swordsman dressed in white who looked very young.
But the aura emanating from him was so piercing that even the guards of the General's Residence felt their skin sting.
"Who goes there? State your name!"
A guard spoke coldly.
"Jian Wuwei of the Sword Clan, from the Eighteenth Fortress!"
Jian Wuwei spoke indifferently.
At this name, quite a few people's pupils contracted slightly.
Some cultivators on the street also stopped in their tracks.
"Jian Wuwei, ninety-eighth on the Battle Merit Overall Ranking? What's he doing here?!" a cultivator exclaimed.
Some cultivators who had not known who Jian Wuwei was immediately looked awestruck when they heard he ranked ninety-eighth on the Battle Merit Overall Ranking.
In all the fortresses, battle merit represented a person's standing. The higher their battle merit, the more admiration and reverence they received.
In particular, cultivators who made it into the top hundred of the Battle Merit Overall Ranking were figures countless cultivators aspired to emulate.
"In our Seventeenth Fortress, the general is the only one whose battle merit puts him in the overall top hundred, right?"
"Yes, that's right."
"Jian Wuwei is from the Sword Clan. What has he come for?"
Before the guards could go inside to report, Ghost Blade Heavenly Venerable had already sensed Jian Wuwei's arrival from within the General's Residence.
He walked out and laughed. "Fellow Daoist Wuwei, what wind has blown you all the way here to me?"
Jian Wuwei's battle merit was considerable. Even Ghost Blade Heavenly Venerable did not dare slight him and came out to welcome him personally.
When Jian Wuwei saw Ghost Blade Heavenly Venerable, the Fortress Master,