Now the young master wants to make the Wushuang Sect famous, so why not?
Anyway, he felt pretty good!
Having said this, Tianpo Sword still felt a little guilty.
Master...
You said you wanted to rebuild the Wushuang Sect, but you didn’t say what kind of Wushuang Sect you wanted to rebuild.
Then you can't blame us for letting ourselves get away with it.
"If you agree, Senior, then I'll definitely show my skills." Yun Jin said, "The easiest way to become famous is to be ranked higher in the sect. After three years, we'll re-evaluate the sect, and we'll immediately secure the title of Super Sect. After another three years, we'll be on par with the Holy Land, and after another three years, we'll crush them. How do you say that?"
Yunjin said this excitedly.
If anyone else had heard this, they would have laughed at her for dreaming. Tianpojian, however, nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, that's right! My Wushuang Sect is the strongest!"
"Once the secret vault is opened, think about whether our sect has any flashy techniques and find them all. By then, not only will we be strong, but our appearance will also be impressive enough..."
As Yun Jin spoke, Tianpo Sword nodded repeatedly and added something from time to time.
In another dimension.
A man in white clothes covered in blood suddenly coughed.
"Boss, what's wrong?" the person next to him asked hurriedly.
The man was also a little confused: "I don't know why... I have a bad feeling..."
But this premonition seemed to have nothing to do with the war here.
That's really strange.
That’s right.
Speaking of which, it has been a full thousand years in the outside world.
I wonder if the Tianpo Sword has found a successor?
His successor should be like him, steady, indifferent, and not worry about anything, right?
Just thinking about it made him feel a little excited.
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