(Mount Xilean- Holy Sword Sect)
(Lower Mountain Range- Central Square)
Huang Wei looked in amazement as the saintess finished her speech.
He felt nervous just being here surrounded by thousands of other cultivators who all shared the same dream.
Every single one of them wanted to join the Holy Sword Sect.
The disciples belonging to this sect were not just powerful but also had a reputation for being paragons of justice and virtue.
And the saintess was everything that he had imagined her to be.
A mysterious figure who was obviously a beauty behind the mask covering her face and someone who also believed that with great power came…
A duty to help those in need.
Huang Wei's fingers curled up into a tight fist as he imagined becoming a mighty warrior and protecting the weak and helpless.
