Two years ago, Xiao Ziyan passed the assessment and entered the Sword Palace to cultivate. She was innately gifted and became one of the key disciples the Sword Palace focused on training. No one had expected that when she went out to temper herself with the Sect disciples, she would be noticed by Profound Heaven at a single glance.
To be noticed by Profound Heaven was supposed to be her great fortune, yet she rejected it openly and without the slightest hesitation.
At this moment, atop Sword Saint Mountain of the Desolate Continent Sword Palace, a solitary figure stood there, her gaze sweeping across the boundless void for ten thousand miles.
The figure wore plain blue robes, her bearing slightly cold. Her city-toppling beauty was so stunning that one did not dare approach lightly. Her whole body seemed to carry an inborn, aloof pride that made it impossible for others to give rise to any blasphemous thoughts.
