[Xiao Ma Sword]was perhaps the most mysterious among the Upper Twelve Sword Sects, considered to be on par with Tianshanand Shushan, yet entirely devoid of a sect stronghold. It is said that their numbers never exceed a hundred, wandering the northern expanses of the land without ever vanishing for hundreds of years.
Pei Ye, too, was in contact with this faction for the first time beyond just hearing their name, and he remarked with some curiosity, "What a cold sword sect."
"This sword has not been touched for many years, and had the Little Sword Monarch not specifically mentioned it, I would not have easily recalled it," Qiuji Zi turned around with his hands behind his back, "Alright, have a look here, I am leaving."
"Mmm-hmm." Pei Ye nodded, flipping through the pages, then suddenly furrowed his brows and lifted his head, "Oh, that reminds me, Court Master, may I ask you a question?"
"Hmm?" Qiuji Zi turned back, raising an eyebrow.
