"You...you are a sword cultivator! Is this impossible?"

Even when Feng Changyi died, he couldn't believe this fact.

Feng Wuchen has clearly had his spiritual veins removed, so why can he still become a sword cultivator!

"Killing! Killing!"

"Go and report to the Second Master! Hurry..."

At this moment, in the hall of the Feng family, a distinguished guest was being entertained.

Yue Qingyin sat in the upper seat and drank the tea next to her in one gulp.

Beside him, Feng Changyun, the second master of the Feng family, asked flatteringly: "Miss Yue, did the Qingchen Sect only send you here this time?"

Yue Qingyin replied nonchalantly: "The elders of the sect will arrive at the Feng family in seven days. I happen to be practicing nearby, so I'm here first."

Feng Changyun nodded and said: "Miss Yue..."

This time, Yue Qingyin interrupted him: "Instead of asking if these are available, why not quickly let the genius from your Feng family who attracted Tianhe's image come over."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

After a moment, a young man in white with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes walked into the door.

"Father, you are looking for me!"

"Mo'er!" Feng Changyun was overjoyed: "Come here quickly, this is Senior Sister Yue from Qingchen Sect..."

But before Feng Changyun could introduce him, Yue Qingyin patted the scabbard on her side, unsheathed her long sword, and locked Feng Mo instantly with her awe-inspiring sword intent.

This feeling made him feel like he was falling into an ice cellar, and he subconsciously took half a step back.

However, when Yue Qingyin saw this scene, a trace of disappointment flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Be timid before fighting! How dare you call yourself a genius?"

"Ah...Miss Yue!"

Yue Qingyin glanced at the two of them and stood up calmly: "The low-grade fire spirit vein at the heaven level is indeed one of the best. It is enough to go to Qingchen Sect to become a true disciple, but it is still far away from the real genius.

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Chapter completed!