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After several months of cultivation,
Jiang Ding opened his eyes, shrinking the Taiqing Flying Sword from three thousand meters to just a foot long and thrust it into the electromagnetic patterns between his eyebrows.
Since the Taiqing Flying Sword had advanced to Nascent Treasure, the unknown energy it drew in the space between his eyebrows had also increased, giving him a vague sense of something growing.
But when he looked closely,
he found it was an illusion, there was nothing there.
"This thing is important... but I don't know why it's important,"
Jiang Ding said to himself.
In his heart, he yearned even more for the legacy that the Great Sun Sword Sect might possess.
He flew up into the sky and glanced at the Swiss-cheese-like Silver Sky Island, assured it was still usable. After a thought, he was too lazy to repair it, and headed off towards Immortal Luling's Airspace combat class.
"Hey!"
"Haven't seen you in three years."
