A Holy Place for Sword Cultivators

Ji Ning led Su Youji forwards alongside him as Daolord Fudan continued to introduce the people and places within the Sword Palace.

Boom!

The red-haired man sent his opponent flying with a single sword-strike. His gaze then fell upon Ji Ning, and his eyes instantly lit up. He laughed loudly, "Is this a new junior apprentice-brother of ours?"

"I am Darknorth. Greetings, senior apprentice-brother Wildfire," Ning said.

"That explains it. I've sparred with and recognize everyone in our Sword Palace." The red-haired man let out a loud, clear laugh. "Junior apprentice-brother Darknorth, since you are a new arrival I won't disturb you, but in two days I'm going to go find you and have a little competition with you. I trust you won't decline?"

"I'd be delighted to accept," Ning said modestly.

"Mm. Go, go. We can chat later," the red-haired man said.

Ning nodded.