Nie Li calmly swept an eye over the crowd. Based on everyone’s expression, they were all looking down on him. However, Nie Li paid special attention the expression of Yan Yang and Mingyue Wushuang.
Mingyue Wushuang was no longer as calm and tranquil as she had been. Her brows were locked together, as though she was pondering over an extremely difficult question.
Yan Yang’s eyes flashed with traces of astonishment, admiration, and confusion. His brows momentarily locked, then smoothed out, then locked again.
When others had looked at Nie Li’s “sword”, they couldn’t feel any profundity concealed within. They couldn’t even sense a trace of Dao intent.
Although the majority of them had some self-restraint, there was still some mockery.
Indeed, Nie Li had gone up to make a joke of himself.
Suddenly, Gu Bei seemed to have sensed something as his eyes glowed. “Nie Li is indeed a genius. His comprehension towards the Dao has far surpassed that of people like Yan Yang!”
As Gu Bei focused his attention on that “sword”, he sensed a surging sword intent bearing down on him. This word wasn’t written with any Dao intent; however, boundless Dao intent could still be sensed from it.
That was the most shocking thing!
The “sword” that Nie Li had written was meant for Gu Bei, since Gu Bei’s insight towards swordplay was far stronger than other people’s. After all, in Nie Li’s previous life, Gu Bei had become a Martial Ancestor Realm expert by relying on sword intent! This word contained boundless Dao intent and the essence of sword intent. As long as Gu Bei could comprehend the word, it would be extremely helpful to his cultivation.
Listening to Gu Bei’s words, Murong Yu disapprovingly sneered. “Far surpassing Yan Yang? Your boasting is a little too much. It doesn’t matter how much you two flatter each other, no one’s going to believe you guys! Or maybe it’s that among the geniuses of the three major sects all gathered in this side chamber, only you can comprehend the Dao intent that’s hidden within?”
Li Xingyun had attentively studied the “sword” written by Nie Li. However, he still couldn’t sense anything, and neither could Xiao Ning’er. The only thing they could do was remain silent and not refute Murong Yu’s words. They only felt that Gu Bei definitely wouldn’t speak without thinking. Therefore, they focused their attention even harder on the “sword”, trying to glean something from it.