The Abundance invaded the Xianzhou Yuque, and the battle was going badly. Just as the Xianzhou forces were being driven back step by step, five streaks of light descended, managing to hold the Abundance army at bay until reinforcements from the other Xianzhou arrived. As the battlefield was being surveyed, a blood-covered little boy grabbed the hem of the leading woman's robe. “Please take me as your disciple. I want to learn the sword.”
