C76 Disappointed

Elder Qingyuv deftly produced a needle from his sleeve and cast it into the air, where it instantly transformed into a series of sharp swords, hovering over each disciple's head.

"Take to the skies on your swords!" commanded Elder Qingyuv. Without hesitation, the disciples leapt onto the blades and soared into the air. Their forms, elegant and poised, were a sight to behold