When Lin Yun had just arrived in the Great Qin Empire, Li Wuyou was the first person he met, and they soon became brothers. In the Sword Firmament Pavilion’s forbidden ground, they experienced life and death together, fighting the Wang Clan.3

Lin Yun didn’t know that Li Wuyou came from the Kunlun Realm and was here for a droplet of the Vermilion Bird’s divine blood. But Li Wuyou remembered him and left behind a letter before he left.0

“Holy shit, aren’t you a little too calm?” Mei Zihua exclaimed when he saw Li Wuyou’s calmness. He emotionally said, “A twenty-seven-year-old Sword Saint!”0

Li Wuyou smiled, “What’s there to be emotional about?”0

Mei Zihua sat down and poured a cup of tea for himself. He smiled, “The entire Divine Dragon Empire is shocked, so what do you think? I bet no one from your Li Clan can compete with him. Only those in their fifties might be able to compete...0