"You're in the Soldier Realm?"

Second Senior Fellow Apprentice looked at the middle-aged scholar with almond-shaped eyes in shock.

The middle-aged scholar held his sword horizontally before his chest, and his posture looked indescribably unrestrained and elegant. He remarked, "I'm Meng Changhun, the Traceless Autumn Wind Sword, ranking third among the Four Great Elders of the Tianyi Palace. Well, I would appreciate your comments."

That remark sparked a ...