His once-careless attitude had now completely changed.
Chu Cangming said coolly, "It seems I need to find something for my dear junior brother to do."
'I've underestimated this junior brother of mine.'
With a flick of his sleeves, Chu Cangming rose to his feet. He stared at the dragon-shaped vortex of clouds gradually dissipating over the peak, the corner of his mouth hooking into a cold arc. "I heard our dear junior brother borrowed the Mountain-Slaying Sword from the Langhuan Book Tower for study. He has Swordsmanship, yet he neglects it to practice a Mace Technique? That simply won't do. I recall there being quite a few Divine Swords down in the Sword Burial Abyss... It seems it's time I sent this junior brother of mine an 'opportunity'."
'I thought he was just some mutt from who knows where. Now it seems he's about to start snatching food from my own mouth.'
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"This wisp of True Qi is certainly delicate..."
