The sword naturally didn't belong to him. It was one he maintained for a core disciple of Qingyun Sect. Any sword needs maintenance after being used for a long time.,At the front of the sword-washing chamber at the mountain's edge, three people gathered. After seeing Lin Yun arrive, a thin man among them spoke quickly.,"Not bad." Satisfied, Su Ziyao took the sword and threw a jade bottle to Lin Yun's feet.。