Chapter 2998 Little Devils

Right at the corner of the Sword Dance Palace, there was a man in a cyan robe, who sat quietly.

The man was tall and strapping and had sun-kissed dark skin. His face was covered with stubble, which emphasized the cynical look on his face. His clothes were stained and soiled, making him look very messy and unapproachable.

As they were walking in the Sword Light Palace, Kenelm and the other people imagined what their future life would be inside the palace.

What the strapping man said was like a pot of cold water poured on their faces. Zen was fine, but the other ten people's faces changed immediately.

"Sir, how... how could you say that?" a cyan-robed young man questioned, feeling embarrassed.

The strapping man got up from the ground and smiled as he slowly walked towards Kenelm and the other people. He stopped in front of them and said, "Of the thirteen cultivation palaces of the Sword Light Palace, the first-class palaces include the Burial Sword Palace, the Demon Sword Palace, and the Broken Sword Palace; the second-class palaces include the Sword Anger Palace, the Sword Legend Palace, and several other palaces. Do you have any idea that of all the cultivation palaces, the Sword Dance Palace is the worst? Now, it only receives people like you who joined the Sword Light Palace in informal ways. You're just wasting your lives if you stay in the Sword Dance Palace. Are you really sure that you want to join this team?"

Upon hearing the man's statement, Kenelm was the first to lose his temper.

At that point, Kenelm felt that his dreams were crushed. He felt like an invisible giant hand suddenly fell from the sky, wiping away his future. Surely, he was not happy with the strapping man's comments.

"It's said that people who can get to the tomb of your member can become a disciple of the Sword Light Palace. But at this point, it seems that the Sword Light Palace is not going to fulfill this promise!" questioned Kenelm.

Smiling faintly, the strapping man replied, "There is no reason for the Sword Light Palace to not keep their promises. If you don't want to change your mind and stay in the Sword Dance Palace, then I will certainly welcome you with open arms..."

"What do you mean by that? What are you trying to say?" Kenelm asked as he was starting to get angry at the man's audacity.

Shrugging his shoulders, the strapping man responded, "Well, I'm not here to offend you. I'm just telling the truth."

The Sword Light Palace had such a big force in the Seven-Star Province and had extremely complicated relationships with others.

In fact, many big clans in the Seven-Star Province hoped to send their people to the Sword Light Palace. But due to various reasons, the Sword Light Palace was not able to refu

rried tone.

Although Kenelm appeared to be the backbone of the group, he would turn to Zen in times of trouble.

However, Zen ignored Kenelm and trotted all the way, catching up with the two cyan-robed men who brought them to the living area.

The two men turned around and saw Zen chasing after them. Confused, one of the men asked him, "What seems to be the problem?"

Zen gave them a smile and asked, "I just want to ask you. What are the rules in the Sword Dance Palace? Would there be any punishment for any disciples who fight?"

Taken aback by Zen's question, the two cyan-robed men exchanged glances. Of course, they knew what was going on in the backyard, and that was why they left hurriedly. Although those little devils were not extraordinary when it came to talent, they had a very strong background and were also responsible for the Sword Dance Palace's bad reputation.

"Well, there are not many rules in the Sword Dance Palace. Disciples can spar with each other, but you can't kill people," one of the two replied.

Almost all the disciples who joined the Sword Dance Palace had to be challenged by that group of little devils, like some kind of initiation. Only a small number of people were able to make it through, and most of them chose to leave the Sword Dance Palace after staying for less than one day.

In fact, more than one hundred people had chosen to quit this year.

"I see. Thank you for answering my question." Zen nodded as he returned to the backyard.

Shaking their heads slightly, the two cyan-robed men were concerned about him and his friends. "This person doesn't believe that those little devils are difficult to deal with. If he leaves now, then he would surely avoid injury. I mean, those guys are really..."

Apparently, the two of them had suffered a lot from those troublemakers.