<h2 ss="wp-block-heading">Chapter 5244</h2>


    David and Hu Mazi followed the crowd into Sword Saint City. The scene inside was even more stunning than outside.


    The wide streets were paved with dark blue stone, nked by rows of buildings, most bearing sword-rted signs like “Sword Tempering Workshop” and “Sword Sutra Pavilion.”


    Nine out of ten passersby wore swords strapped to their waists or backs. Even in their ordinary clothes, they exuded a sharp aura.


    “Wow, this ce is truly captivating. Just walking down the street makes my body tense.”


    Hu Mazi winced, subconsciously touching the talisman bag at his waist. Compared to the surrounding sword cultivators, his attire seemed out of ce.


    David nced around and said in a deep voice, “Let’s find a ce to stay first, and then slowly gather information.” The


    two walked the streets for about an incense stick’s worth of time before finally settling on an inn called the “Yingkelou. “


    It was quiterge, with a model of two crossed giant swords hanging at the entrance, exuding a sense of grandeur.


    As they entered, a waiter greeted them warmly, “Sirs, pleasee in. Are


    you staying overnight?” “We’ll take two rooms upstairs,” David said.


    “Okay!” The waiter quickly took their information and led them upstairs.


    The room was clean and tidy, with windows facing the street, offering a clear view of the scenery outside.


    After settling in, Hu Mazi plopped down in a chair and took a swig of tea. “David, with so many sword cultivators in Sword Saint City, could there be anyone from the Evil Path Hall?”


    “It’s hard to say.” David walked to the window, gazing at the bustling crowds on the street. “The Evil Path Hall operates in secrecy. Since this is a sacred ce for sword cultivators, even if they have branch halls, they might not be so public. We have to proceed cautiously. Let’s ask a local about the situation first.”


    Just then, David’s brows furrowed slightly. He sensed a faint presence that had been following them from the shadows, ever since they entered the city.


    “What’s wrong?” Hu Mazi asked, noticing something strange about David.


    “We’re being followed,” David whispered. “They’ve been following us from the city gate.”


    Hu Mazi suddenly grew nervous. “Is it that man in brocade clothes, Zhao Tianyi? Or someone from the Evil Path Hall?”


    “Neither,” David shook his head. “It’s a female cultivator. Her aura is very familiar. It should be the woman in white at the city gate.” Hu


    Mazi was stunned for a moment. “Why is she following us? Is it because you just interrupted her sword intentpetition?”


    “Possibly,”


    David’s eyes flickered. “Her sword intent is very pure, and her strength is not weak. Let’s not alert her yet and see what she wants to do.”


    The two stayed in the room for about half an hour. David stood up and said, “Let’s go out and walk around. By the way, let’s look for any information.”


    Hu Mazi nodded and followed David out of the inn.


    As they turned a corner, a figure in white suddenly appeared in front of them, blocking their way.


    It was the female cultivator at the city gate who hadpeted with the male cultivator in sword intent. Her expression was gone, reced by a scrutinizing gaze, and she stared at David intently.


    “Who are you? Why are you interfering with my sword-powerpetition with Qin Feng from the Divine Sword Vi?”


    The female cultivator said straight to the point, her voice cold and questioning.


    David looked at the female cultivator before him. She was tall, with a beautiful face, dressed in spotless white. The long sword in her hand radiated a faint cold light.


    “I was just passing by, it was an unintentional act,” David said calmly.


    “Unintentional act?”


    The female cultivator was clearly unconvinced. “Although your sword power is obscure, I can sense that it contains a very special charm. It is by no means idental. Who are you? Why do you possess such pure sword power?”


    “My name is David. As for the sword power, it’s just random practice,”


    David responded neither servilely nor arrogantly.


    The female cultivator looked David up and down, and seeing that he was only at the level of a scattered immortal, a hint of doubt shed in her eyes: “Can a scattered immortal have such sword intent? Do you think I’m a three-year-old child?”


    Before she finished speaking, the female cultivator suddenly moved, and the long sword in her hand turned into a white rainbow, carrying a sharp sword energy, and stabbed towards David!