Li Guanqi returned to the wooden house nestled in the bamboo grove, his appearance now youthful. Only his hair retained streaks of silver woven through the black, giving it a salt-and-pepper look.
He still wore his dark-red Daoist robes, and a pagoda radiating eerie energy hung at his waist.
Sword Spirit looked at him and spoke softly.
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