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Seeing Zhao Qingxiu walk towards the inner court disciples, someone in the crowd cast a gaze of admiration.
The first female disciple to pass the test seemed to have received even more gazes and applause than the first person who passed the test.
This was because although there were many sword cultivators, those who had comprehended the will of the Dao of the Sword were truly very few in number. And for female sword cultivators who had comprehended the will of the Dao of the Sword, their martial spirit was even more heaven-defying.
Therefore, many people present gave a high evaluation of Zhao Qingxiu and regarded her in a different light.
"Humph, it's just a trivial skill, how could it be worthy of mention!"
And right at this moment, a cold snort sounded out, sounding extremely arrogant. As the gazes of the crowd shifted over, they saw a young man clad in an ancient sword on his back appearing in front of them.
"Mo Han!"
Someone seemed to recognize this youth carrying an ancient sword on his back, as his eyes immediately moved as he said in surprise.
"Mo Han is from the Mo Clan, and even though the Mo Clan is only a second-rate clan in the capital city, Mo Han's mother has an extraordinary background. Her mother is the daughter of the Yuwen Clan's current patriarch."
"However, I heard that her mother's position in the Yuwen Clan is not very high, and she was born from a servant girl. So when she matured, she was forced by the clan's influence to marry into the second-rate Yuwen Clan, the Mo Clan."
"Then, this Mo Han was born."
"However, I heard that this Mo Han really does give face to his mother. His innate talent is extraordinary, and in terms of the way of the sword, many of his peers cannot even hope to catch up!"
"I heard that when he was six years old, his talent was discovered, and he was adopted by the Yuwen Clan. Later on, Shaohua began to practice cultivation in the Yuwen Clan, and grew up there. As he grew up, people from the Yuwen Clan began to pay more and more attention to him!"
"Today, it is said that he is only 18 years old this year and has already defeated Yuwen Clan's young generation's number one sword artist, Yuwen Long!"
"Among the top one hundred sword arts experts, his name has already been left behind!"
Many people glanced at Mo Han as they whispered among themselves.
However, when these words landed in Mo Han's ears, it caused him to frown as he coldly glanced at those people. It was evident that he was somewhat dissatisfied with them revealing his mother's lowly status in the Yuwen Clan, which caused him to lose a lot of face in front of others.
All these years, because of him, his mother's status in the Yuwen Clan had skyrocketed, but Mo Han was still unwilling to let anyone bring it up, because it would harm his self-esteem.
He felt that he should be a high and mighty genius who received the attention and admiration of tens of thousands of people without a single blemish. In his opinion, his mother's birth was low, and the fact that he had been unable to lift his head up in the Yuwen Clan was a blemish in his life, making him feel very uncomfortable.
Thus, when he heard someone say that his mother was a maid, he was immediately enraged. He coldly swept his eyes over those people as if warning them.
The spectators all tactfully shut their mouths when they saw Mo Han's cold gaze. That gaze of Mo Han earlier was somewhat terrifying, and they weren't willing to offend a genius. Not only that, he was a proud son of heaven with terrifying talent in the path of the sword!
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