Chapter 131: The Art of Sword Nourishing
A man and a sword.
Lying flat right there in the middle of the street outside the Old Rain Building.
At this very moment.
Shen Xiu, whose cultivation had been temporarily elevated to the Aperture Refining Stage and whose sensory perception had expanded accordingly, distinctly heard what lay beyond the night rain.
Deep within the shadows of the drizzle, in various places beyond compound walls where eyesight could not reach, came a rustling multitude of sounds.
There was the friction of shoe soles moving against the ground, the light clapping of hands in sudden astonishment, and footsteps of people lingering for a moment before departing.
Chapter 131