"What kind of sword is this?" Yun Rong, who allows all things in the mortal world to follow their natural course, is always intensely obsessed and unable to contain herself when it comes to the Sword Dao.
Baili An's skill truly captivated her heart completely.
Baili An raised his brows and deliberately glanced at Sword Master Yu with a bright smile, a hint of innocence in it: "What? Hasn't the Tianxi Sect Master, who is renowned throughout the world for swordsmanship, taught Senior Sister this sword?"
Sword Master Yu's face turned dark, and his gaze grew sullen.
Yet Yun Rong, who is simply an obsessive person who recognizes swords but not people's expressions, never considered her Sect Master's dignity or reputation, openly declared: "If the Sect Master knew this sword, how could he have been so easily broken by you with the Sword Enclosure earlier, with the sect master's sword 'Rising Dragon'? A sword that can suppress Rising Dragon with intent, I have never seen it before?"
