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The commotion and chatting drifted past Lu Yin’s ears as he drew ever closer to the North Command. Once night fell, he simply vanished.
The East Command was the busiest of the four regions, as it saw the most visitors, but the North Command also had visitors. It was just that none of those visitors managed to see Lu Feichen.
With the contest to become the Four Commands Grand Swordmaster imminent, Lu Feichen had not made a public appearance in half a year.
The entire region was pervaded by a grim atmosphere. Even the youths suppressed their excitement. There were only seven days left before new Grand Swordmaster was born and their North Command would rule the Four Commands Sword Sect. For the upcoming eras, the sect would march beneath the north’s banner.
In a valley, a man was sitting cross-legged on a boulder with a long sword lying across his legs. Everything was coated with dust. A clear stream ran beneath the boulder, and birds would occasionally land on him, treating his figures as though it was part of the stone.
Suddenly the man’s eyes snapped open, dust falling from his eyelids and painting the world gray in his eyes. In front of him stood Lu Yin, a finger thrust forward, as though piercing through time and space.
The man was badly shaken to realize that he had only noticed the presence of such an expert after they had gotten...
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