Parrot Bites Tongue

Mysterious and curious swords scattered across the earth, waiting for their world-renowned Sword Masters.
Who can comprehend the miraculous skill that has been passed down from millennia?
The city of Chang'an hides those who carry the power of fire and sun, the central plains house giant decaying millennial families, the wild warriors of the Northern Territory silently sharpen their blades, the dance of deceit and cunning occurs among the southern kingdoms...
Above the lofty tranquility, a pair of world-dominating gray eyes are slowly opening.
Pei Ye raises his head, pulling the Longsword from his stomach: "Immortal Lord of the True Dragon Taiyi... let's see, who is whose prey."

The Lord who use immortals as food

"...Haha." Pei Ye laughed awkwardly, "Miss Ming, this, uh...this 'Snow Collapse', I didn't understand some parts of it."


Ming Qi Tian reached out and flipped through the pages: "It's the same as the one I saw in West Province. This sword technique relies almost entirely on the talent of the practitioner. There's not much to explain, for you, as long as you go over it carefully a few times, you'll understand it."


Her clear eyes looked at him: "How many times have you read it?"


Ming Qi Tian paused: "If you don't take the time to read through it carefully before asking questions, it shows a lack of focus and patience, both of which are detriments to the practice of sword arts."


Pei Ye felt a tightness in his chest: "...I'm, I'm sorry."


"Did you not finish reading the 'General Discussion' and used this book as an excuse?"


"It's been about a month since I left." She paused, "Bring the book over, I'll quiz you."


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