Linlang Pavilion, back mountain.
Jiang Chen had been living here for a week. He had been treated with the utmost hospitality at Linlang Pavilion, staying in a luxurious palace and provided with over a dozen beautiful women to attend to his every need. However, he had declined them all.
At this moment, he was practicing his swordsmanship. On the summit of the back mountain, his silhouette flickered, and the sound of clashing blades echoed through the air. Over the past week, he had managed to grasp the fundamental patterns of the Taiyi Swordsmanship—a style centered entirely on intricate techniques and speed.
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