Yun State Daoist Academy, it was late spring.
The bamboo grove in the courtyard shielded the skies, with slender and tall green bamboo, dew condensing on the leaves, and a gentle breeze rustling through.
At the center of the bamboo grove, on a green stone platform, sat a figure in blue with crossed legs — it was Chen Xihua.
He wore a Sword Robe, with an ancient long sword across his knee, surrounded by a subtle Sword Rhyme of destruction; with every breath, a fine Sword Qi leaked from his pores, evolving into a Sword Domain.
At this moment, Chen Xihua was immersed in the mystical realm of Sword Rhyme and Heaven and Earth Resonance, when the Jade Scroll hanging by his waist suddenly grew warm.
A gentle Yang Spirit thought pierced through the Sword Rhyme barrier: "Xihua, come to the Celestial Song Tower to see me quickly."
It was the voice of his teaching mentor, Xun Daoist, calm yet carrying a certain urgency that couldn't be delayed.
