Deep within the Heavenly Origin Ninth Heaven Pavilion lay a wondrous training ground called the Ten Thousand Mile Sword Cliff.
The scenery here was extraordinary, wreathed in clouds and radiant mist.
A silver-white river brimming with sword intent and pure spiritual energy plunged from a cliff towering into the clouds!
Its thunderous roar was deafening, sending spray billowing across the sky.
Along the course of this silver-white river,
Many Personal Disciples of the Skysoar Pavilion sat cross-legged on jutting rocks, letting the ceaseless waterfall of sword qi scour their Dharma Bodies.
This was what they called Sword Pool Body Tempering!
The baptism took an immense toll on the mind. Only during brief lulls in the sword qi's flow did they dare spare a little attention to exchange a few words.
Meanwhile,
on the vast valley plain beneath the sword cliff,
Thousands of Inner Sect Disciples and Outer Sect Disciples sat cross-legged in orderly formations at its base.
They studied the traces of sword intent dispersed by the plunging river, marveling sincerely at the Personal Disciples' prowess.
"Senior Brother Lu Shan must be getting close to Senior Sister Zhou Yan's record, right?"
"Senior Sister Zhou Yan... sigh. Now that you mention it, he really is."
"Forget those rumors. I think Senior Sister Xu Shu is making good progress too. She might even get ahead of Senior Brother Lu later!"
The Senior Brother Lu Shan and Senior Sister Xu Shu the disciples spoke of
had both taken positions almost halfway up the river.
Those were prime spots where the sword qi was exceptionally dense!
Yet amid those reverent gazes, newly admitted disciples occasionally poked their heads out and whispered questions:
"Why does it look like... the positions in this Sword Pool Baptism aren't assigned according to strength?"
"I think so too!"
"Neither