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".....I know for Bo Wang, the Intention Sword is an elusive concept, a piece like "Yellow Jadeite" is undeniably the best here. Thinking of the Intention Sword is indeed a tall tale." Li Weiru sighed softly, looking at the young man, "However, Young Hero Pei, I have read almost all classics about Yu Fei Mountain - a sect that spans thirteen states, unshaken for two hundred years, I believe just an ancestral sword cannot hold it upright."
Pei Ye slowly nodded his head.
"Of course, these are distant matters. I'm not sure if I can still master this 'Feng Yao', let alone chase the answer." Li Weiru spoke while smiling and looked calmly at Catch Moon Lake under the moon rain, "Young Hero Pei, if one day you can reach that level, don't forget to send me a letter."
Pei Ye nodded seriously.
The old man chuckled softly, "You can burn it to me."
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By Catch Moon Lake, a waterside pavilion.
The sound of rain softly pattered against the wooden boards.