Xing Beichen touched his nose and jumped onto his air-transportation spiritual tool without taking Yin Yanan’s words to heart.

The shape of his air-transportation spiritual tool was rather unique. It looked as if it had been formed by many swords without hilts.

‘Broken Sword’ was its name, and its speed was noticeably lower than the Flame Bird’s.

Xing Beichen sat in the lotus position on his Broken Sword as he followed the Flame Bird, which Qiao Yunxi intentionally ...