The Dao Awakening Assembly recruits more than twenty-five people each year, but indeed, only these few come to the Sword Repair Institute in Shengjing, all true geniuses among geniuses. For these people, having traveled with their masters since childhood and having crossed swords in various places as they grew up, their names were actually not unfamiliar to each other, and many had actually met before.
Especially after the formation of the Thirty-Three Sword Sects, this circulation has become even closer.
Naturally, an outsider from the mountains like Pei Ye was someone nobody recognized.
"Look, that's Hua Mountain Inquiring Zither," Wang Shousi indicated the person currently walking up to the case.
Pei Ye looked over and saw a fair-skinned woman with a slight smile, quite attractive, who wore her sword on her lower back in an uncommon fashion, and had been standing beside a date-red stallion before.
