Flying Alone

Xuanqian Continent, where sects stood in great numbers and experts abounded.
The youth, Zhou Heng, with a mysterious black Broken Sword in his Dantian, emerged from Origin Stone Town and fought his way to claim a piece of the world in this grand era.
To the exceedingly wicked, kill!
To those who bullied my friends and family, kill!
To those who obstructed my path to enlightenment, kill!
On the path to the heavens, I tread with songs, with a sword in hand, I alone am honored under the heavens!

Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword

"What use is this pool?" Zhou Heng asked from a distance.


Huo Tian did not respond, but hummed a tune, splashing water around without any intention of addressing Zhou Heng's question.


Zhou Heng suppressed the strong urge to approach and take a closer look.


Huo Tian's nonchalant bath in the pool was due to her arrogance; in her eyes, all beings were mere ants, unworthy of her attention. It was like when humans bathe, would they care if a dog was nearby?


Half an hour later, Huo Tian lazily finished her bath. Her black hair was dotted with droplets of water, and her skin was crystal clear and incomparably beautiful.


A warmth surged in Zhou Heng's heart, but his interest in the pool was even greater. He walked to the edge and hesitated, unsure of what use the milky liquid served: to drink directly or to bathe like Huo Tian?


Although he liked Huo Tian, he hadn't thought about drinking her bathwater!


Chapter 352: Nascent Soul Realm! (2/3)