A Real Tool

When he walked out of the private school, he felt the slightly illusory sunlight shining down. The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, his chest rising and falling slightly, as if a surging tide was roaring in his chest.

He looked across the street at the clothing store, then at the butcher shop in the distance.

Within the depths of the street, he could see all kinds of shops that extended all the way to the other end.

"Why would this street of the Heavenly Pattern Divine Kingdom appear here?" The young man's eyes were filled with doubt. "Besides, all the other places I've been to before are just replays of historical fragments. Or have I really reached the other side of time and space?"

"Forget it, I don't care anymore."

"That person's sword technique is very interesting. Every move has many overlaps with the concept of my Nature Mankind Sword Diagram. I wonder if it's a coincidence or if there's something special about this private school?"