From some unknown day onward, the Chu Kingdom's cultivation world had gained a pair of rogue cultivator dao companions.
The woman's sharpness shone unconcealed, and her swordsmanship was exquisite beyond compare.
The man carried a Sword Case on his back, yet never made a move.
Among the rogue cultivators of the Chu Lands, they had earned themselves something of a name.
Inside the Ghost Cavern.
The Flying Sword Green Plum streaked past in a cold flash, pinning a Yellow Springs Talisman Ghost dead against the wall.
Yan Gui sat cross-legged in the cavern, holding a fist-sized piece of ore and gently running his fingers over it.
Paying no attention to the battle in the cavern, he spoke to himself. "Hmm... this one isn't good enough either."
Hua Luo recalled her Flying Sword and swept up all the scattered objects in the cavern.
Walking to Yan Gui's side, she smiled tenderly. "Little Yan, when will you finish forging that Flying Sword of yours?"
"What's the rush? Since I said I'd learn the arts of a sword cultivator from you, naturally I need a Flying Sword of my own first."
He wagged his head as he spoke, his manner making the girl laugh.
"Your Flying Sword is called Green Plum, so mine... shall be called 'Bamboo Horse.'"
"Besides, we've collected plenty of heavenly materials and earthly treasures over the years. If the opportunity arises, I can temper your 'Green Plum' too and raise its grade."
Hua Luo smiled sweetly. "Then many thanks to the Young Master of the Yan Household for his kindness in forging my sword~"
In that gloomy Ghost Cavern, the girl's smile was so radiant that the boy stared, spellbound.
"But in that case, when will you ever get to use the Sword Case you worked so hard