Ling Xiao took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart, and bowed respectfully. "Junior Ling Xiao pays respects to Senior Xuan Xiaoci."
Xuan Xiaoci's gaze was like lightning as he swept over Ling Xiao, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly. "The Zhu Xian and Luxian swords have chosen you as their master. It seems you are the destined one of the prophecy." With a wave of his sleeve, the surrounding space was instantly enveloped by an invisible barrier. "Sit. Let us have a proper talk."
Ling Xiao sat down as instructed, yet felt as though he were sitting on pins and needles. The pressure Xuan Xiaoci emanated was far too intense, resembling a volcano on the verge of erupting at any moment.
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