章 1858: Saber of Mercy

The cultivators of this era are so scary. The way their brains are wired is just too strange. They are one weirder than the other.

However, the Heavenly Emperor smelled the scent of the ❮Braised Heavenly Tribulation❯, which greatly stimulated her appetite.

She pinched her chin and pondered... Should she disguise herself as Soft Feather, blend in with the crowd, and secretly have a taste of the Braised Heavenly Tribulation?

It appeared that most of the cultivators in the banquet were quite drunk, so as long as nobody was specifically watching out for it, the sudden addition of another 'Soft Feather' should go unnoticed.

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At this time, Song Shuhang had entered a state of enlightenment.

As he sliced apart the heavenly tribulation, he began to incorporate the saber techniques that he had mastered into his moves.