Chapter 9: Identification

infant's fist. As soon as Yiyin brought it into the cave, a strange fragrance filled the air."What's this" he asked, though he had no idea what the fruit was, but instinctively felt it was something...aling Mu Qingyun's figure like a sword. A fierce sword intent permeated all directions, cutting through the void. Around him, streaks of light resembling flying swords circled, ready to unleash thund...