Unique in the World

Lin Yun pondered silently in his heart. As a sword slave, his cultivation time and resources were both hindered. For three full years, he had been unable to break through to the third level of martial arts. This original owner's comprehension was still a bit mediocre.,A gust of wind swept across the field, sending the fallen leaves swirling in the air. They shattered into countless fragments and rustled as they fell to the ground.,In the icy water, Lin Yun's delicate face was reflected. On her brow, there was a small purple rhombus mark.。