Chapter 225: Momentary Brilliance (Asking for Monthly Votes)

"I am Yang Tiansheng from the Ming Sect."

The Guilin landscape amidst the light rain seemed like an ink painting, with distant scenes fading and nearer ones in clearer detail, merging the sky and water into one hue.

Clad in a vast, fiery-red robe, Yang Tiansheng stood atop a bamboo raft on the Li River, smiling faintly as he clasped hands in a salute toward Li Qing. Behind him, eight swords hung suspended, their fiery Sword Qi crisscrossing like blazing flames illuminating the great river, "Li, please instruct me without reservation."

On the pebbly river beach, the slovenly Li Qing, dressed in a stained hemp robe, exuded an indescribable sense of tranquility amidst his disheveled appearance. Removing his bamboo hat and not concealing his surprise, he measured from afar the eight treasured swords flickering uncertainly and shook his head with a hint of regret, "You have arrived a bit early."