Unknown as to whether it was because she naturally didn’t like to be together with many people or because she wanted to quietly examine the longsword in her hands, Nangong Weiyang walked a bit further away from everyone else.

Lin Xi followed at Nangong Weiyang’s side. She directly asked, “What did you want to ask me about?”

“Sword sense.”

Lin Xi was now a bit more familiar with Gu Xinyin and Nangong Weiyang’s nature. Gu Xinyin always liked chatting about things in a lighthearted mood, but Nangong Weiyang was someone without any temper whatsoever… this type of no temper wasn’t saying that her temper was good, but rather that Lin Xi couldn’t sense any special temper. When faced with this type of person who seemed to be of the same sort as An Keyi, but was also indescribably different, Lin Xi knew that the most simple and clear way was best.

“I only just reached mid stage Soul Master level cultivation, producing the feeling of liquid forming in my dantian… according to normal reasoning, I shouldn’t have sword sense. There was one teacher who said that it should be this sword of mine that was special, and that’s why it was like this.” After directly saying the two words sword sense, Lin Xi looked at her and directly said this.

Nangong Weiyang didn’t even take...