Xiao Yunhe looked at the sky. The sun was already setting in the west. He felt rather regretful that Yu Shangrong and Yu Zhenghai's master did not appear. He was about to leave when he recalled Yu Shangrong blocking his palm strike earlier. He could not help but say, "Your sword is rather extraordinary…"
Yu Shangrong waved his right hand.
The Longevity Sword unsheathed itself before it circled twice in the air in front of Yu Shangrong before it returned its sheath.
Following that, Yu Shangrong said, "This sword has followed me into countless battles, and I regard it as my life. However, my master had instructed me not to rely too much on weapons…"
"I see…" Xiao Yunhe said, "It's almost impossible for Ten-leaf cultivators to block my attacks without getting injured at all…"
