"Hahaha!"
Qin Yang burst out laughing, clutching his stomach as tears almost streamed down his face.
"Brother Lin, you actually don't know that Yin Hao, the wielder of the Heartbreak Sword, is truly shameless. I heard he cultivates an ancient Divine Skill called the 'Heartbroken Compassionate Sword.'"
"Don't be fooled by its lengthy name—it doesn't necessarily mean it's powerful. To master this skill, a cultivator must experience the agony of utter heartbreak. But that guy is a genius—or should I say appropriately despicable. He disguises himself and retreats to a remote area devoid of immortals to live as an ordinary person, where he searches for a companion and eventually gets married."
"And on the wedding night, he secretly arranges for someone else to take his place in the bridal chamber while he spies from outside. Pretending to be devastated, he trains in the courtyard with his sword."
"What a friggin' talent!"
