At this mont, faced with a presence that seed ridiculously powerful upon first hearing, whose level of strength was unknown but certainly several ’floors’ above the Kunpeng Martial Artists of the Xuanhuang Realm, Zhao Rong was a bit excited, yet he had learned his lesson from the last ti.
He pondered for a mont, his expression tentative as he said,
"So, Gui, are you sure this ti the Cultivation Technique... is not the kind that’s everywhere? The common sort that’s all over the place?"
Although the Ant Ascending Heaven Technique for cultivating in the Ascending Realm was a good Cultivation Technique, it was a bit lacking in prestige. Zhao Rong had always been sowhat fixated on this point, feeling that he had ended up with a rather useless Sword Spirit.
Is there really not much difference whether it was there or not?
However, what he did not expect at this mont was that Gui, without even a second thought, admitted, "This seat also does not know."
Zhao Rong’s forehead darkened.
The Sword Spirit’s voice paused, then ca a light laugh, as if it knew what Zhao Rong was thinking and was purposely trying to rile him up.
After a brief mont, it finally said with amusent, "Inside the main house."
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