Autumn passes and winter arrives, bringing a touch of chill in the twelfth lunar month.
Outside Chi Xiao City, people come and go, with demon beasts and fine horses alike.
In the distance, a carriage approaches Chi Xiao City, the breath of the all-black horse turning into white mist in the winter air.
"Young master, we've arrived."
Outside the carriage, a seductive and charming woman smiled as she spoke to the person inside. She wore a long dress, her alluring figure drawing the attention of passersby. Cultivators are not afraid of the cold or heat.
Some who passed by glanced into the carriage, curious about this young master who seemed heartless, allowing such a beautiful woman to drive in the cold.
But in a place like Chi Xiao City, no one would meddle without reason.
This world-renowned Sword Tao Sacred City gathered countless legendary figures. Once inside, even a randomly thrown stone could hit a Great Sword Cultivator.
