Qianluo fluttered and spun in mid-air, while a gentle, swirling shower of tiny, exquisite lily-of-the-valley blossoms drifted down.
A slender silver sword flew out from the umbrella handle, dancing, cheering, and celebrating in harmony with the breathtaking, rosy sword qi that filled the sky.
At that very moment, Lin Shanlai's Life-Bound Sword also let out a crisp, melodious hum.
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