"When are you planning to go to Shushan?"
Jiang He asked.
Chen Yuan had mentioned earlier, when everything was laid out, that he would go to Shushan. Jiang He had always kept it in mind and estimated that Chen Yuan should be heading there soon.
After all, the Shushan Sword Festival was about to commence.
Even though it's just a minor event, it still attracts countless Jianghu swordsmen worldwide to pay homage, wishing to experience the magnificence of the Shushan Holy Land.
'By the way,' to see if one might have the fortune to find a handy Spirit Sword within the Sword Tomb.
No ordinary sword lies within the Sword Tomb; at a minimum, they are all Spirit Swords. Perhaps some are swords left behind by Shushan disciples on their deathbeds, but within the tomb, after years of sacrificial refinement, they may even develop a hint of spirituality.
And each Spiritual Weapon is incredibly valuable, treasures that most Gang Condensing Martial Artists can never possess.
