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"I have no one but myself to rely on!"
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Wang Sheng thought this and couldn't help feeling a bit despondent.
But there was no other way. As a loose cultivator with no background to speak of, just being able to step into the world of immortal cultivation was an enormous stroke of luck.
Soon, Wang Sheng arrived at the end of the Sword Tomb, just in time to see the purple luo sword qi around Luo Lin dissipate, causing her to stumble back two steps.
The town guard of the Sword Tomb turned out not to be Shi Pengyi, but a beautiful female sword cultivator with narrow eyebrows and a slightly cold gaze.
"You may pass, Junior Sister Luo."
Clearly, after repelling Luo Lin, she gestured with a wave of her hand to indicate that Luo Lin had passed.
"Thank you, Sister Guo."
Luo Lin, visibly thrilled, retracted her flying sword and ran out of the Sword Tomb.