Chapter 77 ·Sword Talisman!

In ‍​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‍the blink of an eye, two years had passed.

Within ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍the inner sect of the Azure Wave Sect, inside an inconspicuous and quiet small courtyard.

Nether ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Soul sat cross-legged on a cushion.

On ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍the surface, he was still at the early stage of the Golden Core.

But ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍his true realm was already the same as his main body, Gu Yan.

Second ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Layer of the Fusion Realm.

As for combat power…

Nether Soul opened his eyes and shook his head.

This incarnation of his was ultimately only a part of his main body, possessing only seventy percent of his strength.

But it was enough.

In the vast Spirit Realm, Fusion Realm cultivators were not that numerous.

Seventy percent of his main body’s combat power was sufficient to sweep through the vast majority of situations.

Nether Soul lowered his gaze, spreading his divine sense to cover the entire sect.

Everything was normal.

Those two late-stage Nascent Soul ancestors were still in seclusion.

As for Zhou Ziyang, the Void Refinement Realm guest elder, he had been invited by a friend to visit a mountain and discuss the Dao a few days ago, and had yet to return.

And his cheaply acquired disciple, Zhou A’niu, was currently squatting in the corner of the courtyard, staring blankly at a spirit fire stove.

Nether Soul’s divine sense swept over, hearing the boy muttering:

“Wasn’t this thing supposed to light instantly? I’ve been waiting a quarter of an hour—why hasn’t it ignited…”

This thing had been studied by Zhou A’niu for two years, yet he still couldn’t figure it out.

Nether Soul: “……”

He withdrew his divine sense and decided to ignore it.

……

Several more months passed.

On this day, deep within the forbidden area of the back mountain of the Azure Wave Sect, two astonishing fluctuations of aura suddenly erupted.

The two late-stage Nascent Soul ancestors.

Were attempting to break through to the Transformation Spirit Realm in seclusion.

Nether Soul sat in the courtyard and raised his eyes toward that direction.

His divine sense extended, and he could clearly sense those two auras rapidly climbing.

Peak Nascent Soul, half-step Transformation Spirit...

Boom.

Two muffled explosions sounded almost simultaneously from deep within the back mountain.

Before the Transformation Spirit tribulation lightning could even descend, the two surging auras collapsed like a bursting dam, instantly dispersing.

Nether Soul withdrew his divine sense.

The two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators had simultaneously consumed breakthrough pills and used a secret method to jointly advance into the Transformation Spirit Realm—both failed and perished.

His expression remained calm, without much surprise.

This was one of the futures his main body had foreseen using the Haotian Mirror.

……

Azure Wave Sect, deliberation hall.

Su Wanyue sat adt the head seat, her delicate face revealing little emotion.

Below, several Golden Core elders wore ashen expressions; some had reddened eyes, while others lowered their heads in silence.

The two soul lamps in the back mountain.

Had gone out.

The two ancestors, the only late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators of the Azure Wave Sect, the true pillars of the sect.

Were gone just like that.

“Seal the news,” Su Wanyue spoke.

“To the outside world, say that the two ancestors are in seclusion comprehending secret techniques and will not emerge for a short time.”

One elder raised his head. “Sect Master, but—”

“There is no but.” Su Wanyue interrupted him.

The elder opened his mouth, but ultimately lowered his head. “Yes.”

“What happened today stays within those present,” Su Wanyue’s gaze swept across everyone. “You may leave.”

The elders rose, saluted, and silently withdrew.

The hall became empty.

Su Wanyue sat alone at the head seat, unmoving for a long time.

After a long while, she let out a soft sigh.

……

A few days later, a streak of sword light streaked across the sky and landed at the Azure Wave Sect’s mountain gate.

At this moment, Zhou Ziyang’s expression was extremely complicated.

Those two breakthrough pills had been given by him.

That method of breaking through using a secret technique had also been taught by him.

Before leaving, he had specifically warned them: the combination of this pill and method was extremely dangerous—wait until he returned to act as protector before attempting the breakthrough.

And yet he had merely gone out for a stroll.

By the time he returned, they were gone.

Zhou Ziyang landed before the deliberation hall, took a deep breath, and stepped inside.

Inside the hall, Su Wanyue was already waiting.

Seeing him enter, she rose and saluted. “Senior Zhou.”

Zhou Ziyang waved his hand, sat down, and remained silent for quite a while before speaking, “I rushed back as soon as I received the news. Those two… truly?”

“Yes.” Su Wanyue nodded. “Their soul lamps have extinguished.”

Zhou Ziyang fell silent.

What could he say?

Blame himself for leaving at the wrong time? Blame them for not waiting for his return?

None of it had any meaning now.

“The pills I gave, the method I taught… I bear responsibility for this.”

Su Wanyue shook her head. “Senior, you overstate it. The pills were yours, the method was yours, but the decision to break through was made by the two ancestors themselves.”

“Before leaving, you clearly warned them to wait for your return. They were… somewhat impatient.”

Zhou Ziyang looked at her.

This late-stage Golden Core Sect Master showed no resentment, no grief—only calm.

Not forced calm.

Zhou Ziyang was somewhat surprised.

He had seen too many sects react to great upheaval.

Some wept bitterly, some lost all composure, some blamed the heavens and others.

Someone like Su Wanyue was rare.

“You are quite open-minded,” Zhou Ziyang said.

“What good is not being open-minded?” Su Wanyue gave a faint bitter smile.

“The two ancestors are gone, but the Azure Wave Sect must continue. If I, as Sect Master, collapse first, what will happen to the disciples below?”

Zhou Ziyang nodded, a trace of seriousness appearing in his eyes.

This woman who liked alchemy was more resilient than he had imagined.

After thinking for a moment, he took out a jade talisman from his sleeve.

Zhou Ziyang said, “This is a sword talisman personally refined by me. It contains three full-power sword strikes at the Second Layer of the Void Refinement Realm. Today, I gift it to you.”

Su Wanyue was slightly stunned.

Zhou Ziyang continued, “I will soon return to the Tianyan Dao Sect to report back. This sword talisman—consider it a small token I leave for the Azure Wave Sect.”

He did not say compensation.

But both of them understood.

Su Wanyue did not refuse.

She stood and solemnly saluted. “Many thanks, Senior.”

Zhou Ziyang waved his hand. “That’s enough. I should be leaving. If you encounter trouble you cannot resolve in the future, crush that sword talisman—it can help you withstand one calamity.”

“Safe travels, Senior.”

Su Wanyue escorted him outside the hall, watching as that streak of sword light disappeared into the horizon.

After a long while, she lowered her head and looked at the jade talisman in her hand.

Three full-power strikes of the Second Layer of the Void Refinement Realm.

This gift was too heavy.

But she had no reason to refuse it.

The Azure Wave Sect now desperately needed something to deter external enemies.

……

Back mountain courtyard.

Nether Soul opened his eyes.

From Zhou Ziyang entering the mountain gate to his departure, everything had been under the coverage of his divine sense.

He had clearly sensed the power of that sword talisman.

Three full-power strikes of the Second Layer of the Void Refinement Realm—indeed not bad.

But only not bad.

To his main body, it was insignificant.

To him, it was just average.

Nether Soul withdrew his divine sense and lowered his gaze in thought.

Next, it was time for him to take the stage.

According to the future his main body had deduced using the Haotian Mirror—

In the next ten or so years, he would gradually raise his apparent cultivation from early-stage Golden Core to mid-stage, then to late-stage.

After that, he would leave to travel, find an uninhabited place, put on a show of breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm, and then return to the sect.

At that time, without him needing to speak, Su Wanyue, his nominal master, would naturally let him take over as Sect Master.

Because the Azure Wave Sect now had lost all its Nascent Soul cultivators.

A single Nascent Soul cultivator—even one who had just entered the realm—would be enough to carry the sect’s banner.

Nether Soul stood up and walked out of the quiet chamber.

In the courtyard, Zhou A’niu was no longer stubbornly struggling with the stove.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on a green stone, five hearts facing the sky, eyes closed as he breathed in and out.

Two years had passed—this boy was no longer the little beggar who squatted by the roadside roasting flatbread.

The smell was gone, his face was clean.

Dressed in the attire of a personal disciple of the inner sect of the Azure Wave Sect, he now looked somewhat presentable.

It was just that his mind was still not very sharp.

Nether Soul decided to give him a new name, hoping the boy might become a bit smarter.

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