Mo Yuanfeng did not stay for long and took his leave.
Lu Xuan stood still in the courtyard, looking at the distant churning sea of Sword Qi clouds, his thoughts swirling.
"True Sword Disciple..."
"I did not expect that the rapid rise in my cultivation level would give me the chance to become an Authentic Disciple of the Sword Sect."
He murmured reflectively.
He was inclined to agree with Mo Yuanfeng's suggestion.
If he truly became an Authentic Disciple of the Sword Sect, despite the attention it might bring, he would also benefit greatly. Not to mention, the High-Rank Sword Grass Spiritual Seeds nurtured in the Dongxuan Realm would certainly take his wishes into account first.
"There's a chance worth competing for."
He said with a slight smile.
With his current cultivation realm and mastery in the Sword Dao, he indeed had the right to say this.
In the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed.
