As in previous years, the Green Mountain Sword Trial was held in the Sword Forest on Heavenly Light Peak.
Ping Yongjia had no sword, so naturally he could not fly on one. He could only run.
A dragon of dust carrying grass clippings left Sword-Washing Creek, soon reached the foot of Heavenly Light Peak, and was stopped.
The Heavenly Light Peak disciple wiped the grass clippings off his face, spat several times onto the ground, and asked Ping Yongjia irritably, "Which peak are you from?"
Ping Yongjia said nothing. More than a dozen Sword Strings emerged from between his fingers, weaving an invisible sword net.
The Heavenly Light Peak disciple paused, then said, "So you're a Senior Sister from Qingrong Peak. Please go in."
Heavenly Light Peak was Green Mountain's Main Peak, but it was now a motherless child and did not dare offend the other peaks too much, especially when this was a Senior Sister from Qingrong Peak.
All of Green Mountain knew that Peak Master Nan Wang claimed to be in seclusion, yet drank more wine than in previous years. She was clearly in a very bad mood, and had been for several years.
The Sword Forest consisted of several hundred stone pillars, each over a thousand feet tall. They looked as slender as swords, half hidden in the clouds, brimming with murderous intent.
Nine stone platforms stood among the cliffs opposite the Sword Forest, serving as seats for the elders of the Nine Peaks, while the ordinary Green Mountain disciples were scattered around the Sword Forest.
Head lowered, Ping Yongjia walked behind the Senior Sisters of Qingrong Peak. Not far behind him were the disciples of Shiyue Peak. If he took a step back, people would think he was a Shiyue Peak disciple; if he