On Yingyue Peak, Lin Qiu Bai walked out of the grotto mansion with a stride as majestic as a dragon and tiger.
His strong build made his ink-colored Daoist robe stand out, making his body appear even more upright, and his eyes were as sharp as sword light, full of divine brilliance.
"Master!"
Ge Luoying and Li Haoran, who were waiting outside, both cupped their hands and bowed. Yesterday, they received a message from their master, asking them to wait here after noon today.
Lin Qiu Bai glanced at the two disciples, slightly nodding his head and uttered a soft "Hmm."
He had taken on six disciples over time, four of whom had died while adventuring outside. The remaining two disciples were the ones he was most satisfied with, especially Li Haoran.
Sword cultivation does not demand high aptitude, requiring only understanding of swordsmanship and unwavering will.
