Spirit Vessel

Supreme slowly sat down and placed her zither on top of the jade table. She ran her fingers across the strings; each action looked elegant as if she was from a painting.

Ning Jialin found her to be unfathomable so he remained cautious. He had one hand behind his back and summoned a flying dagger, holding it between two fingers.

“I’ve never seen you here before, looks like you’re an intruder as well.” Jialin acted calm.

“The lord of Sacred Court has the last name ‘Long’, not ‘Ning’. My last name just happens to be ‘Long’ as well, I am no intruder.” Supreme remained focused on her zither while answering.

“You’re from the Long?” Jialin became surprised.

The excellent newborns of the Long were all killed in the cradles or placed under control.

Snow Consort was surprised as well, not knowing Miss Ling’s last name prior.

“Azure Faction might have eyes and ears everywhere but the Long has descendants from north to south. Many potential talents have been killed but some were able to escape to other dynasties or hide in the wilderness. They have no choice but to sell themselves to the enemies in order to survive with vengeance on their mind, waiting for the right time while becoming true masters. When there is the right lord to lead them, they will come out once more to re-establish an eternal dynasty.” Supreme spoke.

“So you’re one of them, haha.” Jialin laughed.

“My ancestor was the blood uncle of a sacred lord and was pursued by your Azure Faction for thousands of years. He eventually made it to a remote dynasty and trained talents… I suppose I am indeed a member of the main branch.”

“You are talented indeed but not patient enough. Your wings have yet to finish growing but here you are, revealing your identity. Those such as yourselves all die an early death.” Jialin smiled.