C1041 The Sword Qi Forged the Body!

Whoosh!

Xiao Ling soared into the heavens, landing a hundred meters opposite the Yin Yang Sword Saint.

"Xiao Ling, if only you could bide your time, surrender the fortune you've found, and devote a few more years to your cultivation, you would surely rise to the rank of a Martial Monarch Expert," the Yin Yang Sword Saint remarked, his gaze drifting into the distance