Outside Qingling City, Lu Xun's hand slid quickly over the sword sheath, signaling it to calm down, and not to be so excited.
Previously, when he had produced his Sword Intent, even though it had triggered anomalies, it was difficult for others to detect where it i originated.
After all, this was something the game system had forcibly elevated him to, and an invisible force was hiding it in the dark.
However, the disturbance of the sword sheath was too obvious.
As a large city, Qingling City was certainly not on the same level as small counties and towns, and who knows what dragons or tigers it might harbor!
Although this big city was within the sphere of influence of the Demon Sect, Lu Xun was still afraid of getting involved in unnecessary trouble.
The sword sheath, feeling Lu Xun's warm hand gently brushing over it, felt extremely comfortable.
It hadn't felt this comfortable in a long time.
