Don't Let Me Stay Up All Night

As everyone knows, there is a power in the southern region that absolutely cannot be provoked—the Grass Hall. 
The eldest disciple is the Sword Saint of the southern region, with a godly understanding of swords. 
The second disciple is the Eternal Empress, who ruled an era. 
The third disciple is a great scholar of the current generation, the reincarnation of the immortal of literature. 
The fourth disciple is the reincarnation of a demon god, suppressing the Nine Hells. 
Lu Changsheng: Me? I'm nothing special, just their master.

I See the Aura of the Great Emperor in All My Disciples

They were all looking at the blades on the stand, as well as those medicinal pills and array scrolls.


It was clear that the quality of the items on this stall was much higher than those around it.


However, other items had plenty of onlookers, some even scrambling over them.


Yet, solely the small, decrepit copper sword at the very center was being picked up and then set down with a shake of the head, or not even granted a single glance.


It was about the size of a jade pendant.


And it also lacked any aura or the Power of Law attached to it, appearing to be nothing more than a rusted, rotting piece of ornamentation... No, it couldn't even qualify as an ornament.


Mo Yu also noticed Lu Changsheng's gaze and couldn't help but look over.


Chapter 1415: The Rusted Ancient Sword, The Mysterious Elder (2/3)