Bai Shou, for a short while, couldn’t quite adapt to the climate of the Sword Qi Great Wall, appearing listless and sickly, sharing a similar plight with that Ren Longcong.

This was the fundamental reason why Qi Refiners below the Earth Immortal realm were unwilling to stay at the Sword Qi Great Wall for long. They simply couldn’t endure it. It was akin to returning to the Cave Mansion realm, constantly suffering the torment of the ocean’s waters rushing in. It was tolerable for young sword cultivators, and in the long run, even beneficial, nourishing their souls and flying swords. However, for Qi Refiners of the Three Teachings and Hundred Schools besides sword cultivators, merely disentangling and stripping away the sword intent from the spiritual energy of the heavens and earth was an immense ordeal. Historically, during the relatively stable interludes between major battles at the Sword Qi Great Wall, there were always some audacious and ignorant young Qi Refiners who ventured from the Upside-Down Mountain, stubbornly making their way to the city walls. Their accompanying attendants, whose cultivation realms were not high, would then accompany them on these “scenic tours.” In the end, by the time the attendants carried their charges back to the city gate, they had directly fallen in realm.

Lu Sui tentatively asked, “Since your friend is within the city, why not accompany me to the White Vein Manor in the Tai Xiang Street? That Sword Immortal Song Lu has deep ties with our Northern Ju Continent.”

Lu Sui was actually aware that her suggestion was somewhat inconsiderate, but she feared that after their parting today, Liu Jinglong would single-mindedly devote himself to sword practice, losing himself in it, forgetting both himself and his surroundings. What would she do then? After traveling countless miles to meet at the Upside-Down Mountain, she had only caught a few glimpses of Jinglong. Was she to face the horizon, feeling so near yet so far away? Perhaps their last meeting would be when she prepared to return to the Upside-Down Mountain, to bid him farewell? But if they were to reside together at Sword Immortal Song Lu’s White Vein Manor, even if Liu Jinglong was still diligently practicing his sword, closing himself off from guests, Lu Sui would still feel that they were under the same roof, whether in storm or sunshine, ultimately sharing the same scenery.

Bai Shou chimed in, “Makes sense! Let’s not disturb the Sect Leader’s cultivation, let’s go bother Sword Immortal Song Lu instead.”

Bai Shou was somewhat apprehensive about meeting the Sect Leader of the Grand Empyrean Sword Sect, Han Huaizi, whom he had never met. He had heard many of his peers on Soaring Plume Peak casually mentioning that this Sect Leader was an extremely strict old geezer, inspiring awe in everyone who spoke of him. On the other hand, the Law Enforcement Ancestor, Huang Tong, whom Bai Shou had met once, was a source of many amusing anecdotes. However, the problem was that when Bai Shou actually met Grandmaster Huang, he felt as if he were walking on thin ice, utterly terrified. If Sword Immortal Huang Tong was already so unsettling, upon meeting the top dog of the Grand Empyrean Sword Sect, Bai Shou worried that he might say something wrong and be immediately expelled from the Ancestral Hall by the old man. At that point, the most devoted disciple, the one surnamed Liu, would obediently follow orders. Bai Shou didn’t think he cared about the master-disciple relationship, but rather, he lamented the reputation and prestige he had accumulated on Soaring Plume Peak.

Lu Sui smiled knowingly.

Ren Longcong didn’t care for this reckless youth.

Qi Jinglong shook his head and said, “I am not previously acquainted with Sword Immortal Song Lu. It would be too presumptuous to visit him directly, and would also waste the friendship between Fellow Daoist Lu and my sect. This is inappropriate. Moreover, according to propriety, I should first pay respects to the Sect Leader. Furthermore, Senior Li’s Myriad Ravine Abode is not far from the residence of my Grand Empyrean Sword Sect. After the sword debate earlier, Senior Li left in haste. I need to visit and express my gratitude.”

Sword Immortals from other lands who came here to wield their swords had many vacant private residences between the Sword Qi Great Wall and the city to choose from. They could select one for themselves and inform the Hidden Official lineage’s Bamboo Hermitage and the Sword Immortal Luo Shan. Of course, if a local Sword Immortal invited them to reside within the city, that was also acceptable. Staying on the city walls and choosing a post to guard was also not restricted.

Since the Northern Ju Continent’s Grand Empyrean Sword Sect’s Sword Immortals Han Huaizi and Huang Tong arrived at the Sword Qi Great Wall together, they had directly earned a sizable residence through their meritorious service in slaying demons. It was named Armory, and all disciples of the Grand Empyrean Sword Sect now had a place to stay. They no longer needed to live as dependents upon reaching the Sword Qi Great Wall. On the other hand, Li Cai, the Sect Leader of the Floating Duckweed Sword Lake, had only just arrived and had no familiar local Sword Immortals. Therefore, she directly chose the residence of a fallen Sword Immortal predecessor from her continent, “Myriad Ravine Abode.” Li Cai was not afraid of the “inauspiciousness” and boldly moved in, and many local Sword Immortals were willing to hold her in higher regard.

Lu Sui smiled and said, “Jinglong, I will find an opportunity to visit Sect Leader Han.”

Qi Jinglong nodded and said, “Of course you can. The Sect Leader greatly admires Fellow Daoist Lu’s Great Dao. The Sect Leader will certainly be pleased if Fellow Daoist Lu is willing to visit us.”

Lu Sui smiled, her eyes crinkling.

Ren Longcong took a deep breath and turned her head away from Lu Sui and that dull-witted Liu Jinglong. The more she looked, the more she felt like cursing.

Bai Shou also felt that the one surnamed Liu was truly deserving of a scolding. Was the Sect Leader of their Grand Empyrean Sword Sect’s pleasure or displeasure truly something that Fellow Daoist Lu cared about? Fellow Daoist Lu had cast so many flirtatious glances, that even a blind man would have caught one or two of them. Yet the one surnamed Liu was so skilled at dodging them every time.

After the two parties separated, Qi Jinglong, mindful of his disciple Bai Shou, did not use his sword to fly to the Armory residence already registered under the name of the Grand Empyrean Sword Sect. Instead, he walked as much as possible, allowing the youth to familiarize himself with the flow of sword intent in this world. However, Qi Jinglong seemed to realize something belatedly and softly asked, “Was there something inappropriate in my words to Fellow Daoist Lu earlier?”

Bai Shou said crossly, “Are you kidding me?”

Qi Jinglong sighed in relief, “Good, then.”

Bai Shou added, “You didn’t say a single appropriate thing.”

Qi Jinglong lamented, “I see.”

Bai Shou wondered, “Hey, Liu, why don’t you like Sister Lu? She’s a ten out of ten. Countless handsome young men from our Northern Ju Continent admire Sister Lu. Why is it that the one she likes doesn’t like her?”

Qi Jinglong said helplessly, “On this matter alone, there is no reasoning.”

Along the edge of the city, they headed south for over a hundred miles, and the master and disciple found the Armory.

For cultivators, even if they did not ride the wind or swords, a journey of a hundred miles was still like walking through streets and alleys. Even though Bai Shou could not fully adapt to the suffocating feeling of the Sword Qi Great Wall for the time being, his pace, compared to the arduous journey of ordinary people, was still swift and like a galloping horse.

Along the way, the scattered large and small residences were mostly occupied by Sword Immortals above the Fifth Realm or temporary residences of Sword Cultivators of Earth Immortal realm from other lands.

The Sect Leader of the Grand Empyrean Sword Sect, Han Huaizi, stood at the entrance. Qi Jinglong bowed and said, “Liu Jinglong of Soaring Plume Peak, greets Sect Leader.”

Bai Shou secretly swallowed his saliva, and imitating the one surnamed Liu, bowed and said in a trembling voice, “Bai Shou of Soaring Plume Peak, the sixteenth-generation direct disciple of the Grand Empyrean Sword Sect Ancestral Hall, greets Sect Leader!”
Han Huaizi was the fourth Sect Master of the Taiwei Sword Sect, but the legacy of the Ancestral Hall obviously stretched far beyond that.

Although the Taiwei Sword Sect wasn’t ancient in the Northern Entirety Continent, it excelled in that every Sect Master was a Sword Immortal, and almost every Sect Master had a Sword Immortal assistant like Huang Tong, standing at the pinnacle of the Northern Entirety Continent. And each Sect Master’s influence in cultivating new disciples varied. For example, Liu Jinglong, who didn’t become a member of the Taiwei Sword Sect’s Ancestral Hall with a congenital sword embryo, actually had a low seniority. His master, who brought him to the mountain and imparted his teachings, was only a fourteenth-generation disciple of the Ancestral Hall’s direct lineage. Therefore, Bai Shou could only be considered the sixteenth generation. However, in the inheritance of sects in the Magnificent World, once someone established a peak or inherited the Dao tradition in one fell swoop, the seniority in the Ancestral Hall’s register would change to varying degrees. For instance, once Liu Jinglong took over as Sect Master, the records in the Ancestral Hall’s register for Liu Jinglong’s lineage would undergo a natural “elevation” ceremony. Bai Shou, as the head disciple of the Piaoran Peak, would naturally be promoted to the sixth-generation “Ancestor” of the Taiwei Sword Sect’s Ancestral Hall.

However, when it came to seniority and titles, apart from those who were exceptionally promoted and inherited a lineage’s Dao tradition as new Sect Masters or Peak Masters, it was acceptable for outsiders to address their direct disciples according to the Ancestral Hall’s old records.

Han Huaizi smiled and raised his hand, “No need for formalities. In our future years of cultivation here, whether long or short, we’ll do as the locals do. Otherwise, with only three of us in the residence, who are we putting on a show for? Right, Bai Shou?”

Bai Shou wore a mournful face, “Right? Definitely not right!”

“Not right? That’s even more wrong!”

So Bai Shou pitifully looked towards the Liu fellow.

Qi Jinglong laughed, “How did your enormous courage become as small as a grain of rice when you’re with the Sect Master?”

With the Liu fellow, Bai Shou was still daring, blurting out, “It’s that little water monster in the Dumb Lake who took the name ‘Rice Grain.'”

Suddenly realizing there was a Sect Master Sword Immortal as tall as the clouds next to him, Bai Shou was drenched in sweat, actually voicing his inner thoughts, “Sect Master, I know I misspoke, please, old man, don’t kick me out of the Taiwei Sword Sect!”

Han Huaizi was both amused and helpless. Fortunately, Jinglong had clearly stated in his previous letter what kind of disciple he had taken, otherwise, he, the Sect Master, would have been caught off guard.

Han Huaizi smiled and reassured him, “In the Great Wall of Sword Qi, indeed, there are many taboos in speech and action. You must never rely on the fact that you are a Taiwei Sword Sect sword cultivator, a direct disciple of Liu Jinglong, and become arrogant. However, in your own residence, there’s no need to be so restrained. While cultivating here, think more and ask more questions. Our Taiwei Sword Sect disciples, on the path of cultivation, have pure and bright sword hearts. Showing the most respect to your master and daring to draw your sword and charge forward against injustice is the greatest reverence for the Dao.”

Bai Shou was stunned on the spot.

The Han Huaizi he had imagined, who would put on the airs of a Sword Immortal and display the aura of a Sect Master at the slightest disagreement, was utterly different by a hundred thousand miles.

Qi Jinglong laughed, “Now you should loudly say, ‘Understood!'”

Bai Shou quickly said, “Understood!”

Qi Jinglong was helpless. He had never seen Bai Shou so obedient before.

Han Huaizi suppressed a smile and joked with the youth, “Understood what understood, no need to understand. Young sword cultivators, why would you need to deliberately remember these grand words?”

Bai Shou was about to be confused by this Sect Master.

Then Han Huaizi led the two of them into the armory’s gate and spoke about the history of this residence.

Which Sword Immortals had lived here before, when they died in battle, and how they died.

Bai Shou became solemn and respectful, involuntarily slowing down his breathing and footsteps.

Because the youth felt that every breath he took, every step he made, was like disturbing the rest of those senior Sword Immortals.

Han Huaizi quietly glanced at the youth’s expression and eyes, then turned and nodded lightly at Qi Jinglong.

A young woman who deliberately used her own fist intent to antagonize the sword qi, she wore hemp shoes, dressed in red, with her black hair tied into a neat bun.

She only carried a pack containing dry rations. She didn’t enter the city but went straight to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. When she was still a mile away from the base of the wall, she started sprinting forward, leaped high, stepped on the tens-of-feet-high city wall, then bent over and charged upwards, climbing higher and higher.

When she was several feet away from the top of the wall, she stomped heavily on the wall, and her figure suddenly leaped up, finally landing gracefully on the top of the wall.

Then she slowly walked to the left. According to Cao Ci, the small thatched hut, which might be uninhabited, should be less than thirty miles away.

Along the way, she didn’t encounter any stationed Sword Immortals, because the vicinity of the two thatched huts, big and small, didn’t need anyone to guard against attacks from great demons. No one would climb the city wall to show off their power and still be able to return safely to the southern continent.

Because there was that old Sword Immortal.

She suddenly frowned, because she first sensed that there was extremely strong sword qi on the opposite city wall.

It should be the rumored Great Sword Immortal Zuo You, a strange person who shattered the Dao hearts of countless congenital sword embryos before going out to sea to seek immortality.

But as she got closer and closer to the thatched hut, she found that there was also a Sword Immortal with a young face on her route, who had already turned to look at her.

She continued to walk forward, glanced at the small thatched hut not far away, withdrew her gaze, and cupped her fist, asking, “Senior, are you temporarily residing in the thatched hut?”

Wei Jin smiled and nodded, saying, “If you don’t mind, I’ll move out of the thatched hut.”

She nodded, “I do mind. So, Senior, just continue to borrow the place.”

She stopped, sat cross-legged, took off her pack, took out a baked pancake, and chewed it heartily.

Wei Jin smiled, not taking it to heart, and continued to cultivate with his eyes closed.

After the woman finished eating the pancake, she took out a water bottle and took a sip, asking, “Senior, do you know where the Bitter Summer Sword Immortal from the Shaoyuan Dynasty is currently stationed on the city wall?”

Wei Jin opened his eyes, “About seven hundred miles away is where the Bitter Summer Sword Immortal cultivates and is stationed. If there are no accidents, the Bitter Summer Sword Immortal is currently teaching swordsmanship.”

The woman nodded, “Thank you.”

She put on her pack, got up, and started walking the stances, slowly throwing punches, each step often covering several feet, but the punches were extremely slow, heading towards the place seven hundred miles away.

During this time, she encountered a huge golden bird breaking through the sea of clouds, its shadow covering the city wall, turning day into night. It landed next to a Sword Immortal in white, and when it landed, it turned into the size of a sparrow and jumped onto the shoulder of its Sword Immortal master.

Some Sword Immortals had a lazy posture, lying sideways on a couch, facing south, looking up and drinking wine.

The woman only glanced at them once and didn’t look again.
Sword Immortal Ku Xia sat upon a prayer mat, while Lin Junbi and the other younger generation sword cultivators closed their eyes, concentrating their breath, attempting to absorb the scattered and elusive essence of sword intent, as swift as a sword immortal’s flying sword. To focus on spiritual energy instead would be like picking up sesame seeds while losing a watermelon, rendering their trip to the Sword Qi Great Wall fruitless. Yet, apart from Lin Junbi’s noticeable progress, even Yan Lu remained clueless, relying solely on luck. Some, by chance, managed to gather a wisp of sword intent, and revealed a hint of elation. However, this destabilized their minds, and the wisp of sword intent began to rage within them. Sword Immortal Ku Xia then summoned his flying sword, expelling the minute, primordial sword intent from the sword cultivator’s inner world.

The young sword cultivator, who had almost damaged the very foundation of his cultivation, turned deathly pale.

Sword Immortal Ku Xia spoke to him telepathically, his voice steady, helping the young man stabilize his sword heart. As for the disruption of spiritual energy in his qi reservoir, it was a minor matter, requiring no intervention from the Sword Immortal.

Having distinguished themselves from the numerous young talents of the Shao Yuan Dynasty to come to the Sword Qi Great Wall, they should be able to handle even this much. If they could not, they might as well leave the Sun estate tomorrow, return to Upside-down Mountain, and wait there for the others, as the Plum Blossom Garden was always hospitable.

Suddenly, Sword Immortal Ku Xia stood up, turned his head, and recognized someone. The Sword Immortal, with his naturally苦相(bitter-looking) face, surprisingly smiled, and directly turned to greet the woman.

Regardless of the aliases this junior, fond of traveling the world, used, or what she was habitually called, in her family’s ancestral hall records, she had a name that had nothing to do with feminine softness.

Her surname was Yu, and her given name was Juanfu.

The Yu family of the Central Earth was an ancient and extremely powerful clan.

They had once single-handedly supported the Da Cheng Dynasty, which was even stronger than the current Shao Yuan Dynasty. After the fall of the Da Cheng Dynasty, they established the even more immense Xuan Mi Dynasty within a mere century.

Yu Juanfu and her fiancé, Huai Qian, were both among the most outstanding young people in the Central Earth Divine Continent. However, both had their own ideas. Yu Juanfu, to escape the marriage, went to Golden Armor Continent and practiced boxing alone for many years in an ancient ruin. Huai Qian was no better off. He had also gone to the Northern Great Reed Continent, supposedly to hunt and collect the natal flying swords of Earth Immortal sword cultivators. However, it was said that the Huai family patriarch had made a rare appearance last year and personally sought out a friend, one of the Ten from the Central Earth Divine Continent. The reason was unknown.

Sword Immortal Ku Xia’s grand-uncle, Zhou Shenzhi, was also among the Ten, and even ranked higher. He was once described as “always having his eyes above his head, because his sword Dao is even higher.” Zhou Shenzhi was notoriously difficult to deal with on the vast land of the Central Earth Divine Continent. Even to his grand-nephew Ku Xia, the famous Great Sword Immortal, he was never cordial.

Their lineage had always maintained good relations with the Yu family.

Yu Juanfu was Sword Immortal Ku Xia’s grand-uncle’s favorite junior, without any exception.

Zhou Shenzhi had openly stated that his descendants were all useless and unworthy of Yu Juanfu.

It should be known that Zhou Shenzhi’s descendants were renowned for their outstanding talents and being born as immortals.

To what extent did Zhou Shenzhi dote on Yu Juanfu? When Yu Juanfu first traveled in the Central Earth Divine Continent for three years, Zhou Shenzhi had been secretly protecting her. However, the straightforward Yu Juanfu accidentally caused a great disaster, attracting the schemes of an immortal realm grand cultivator. Then, Zhou Shenzhi directly cut off one of his hands, and she fled back to her ancestral hall, choosing to seclude herself in a small blessed realm. Zhou Shenzhi leisurely followed behind. In the end, the entire sect knelt on the ground. Zhou Shenzhi walked from the mountain gate to the peak. Anyone who dared to speak died, anyone who dared to look up died, anyone who dared to show the slightest resentment died.

And to what extent was Yu Juanfu’s heart big? She instead complained that Zhou Shenzhi should have just driven away the enemy and left the task of dealing with the enemy to her. Unexpectedly, Zhou Shenzhi was not angry at all. Instead, he continued to escort the little girl, Yu Juanfu, all the way to the Golden Armor Continent before returning.

Seeing Sword Immortal Ku Xia walking towards her, Yu Juanfu stopped and clasped her fist in greeting, “Greetings, Senior Ku Xia.”

Sword Immortal Ku Xia smiled and nodded, “Why are you here?”

Yu Juanfu said, “Practicing boxing.”

Saying so was as good as saying nothing.

Sword Immortal Ku Xia, however, laughed and said dryly, “Already in the Golden Body Realm, keep up the good work.”

Then both fell silent, but neither felt anything was amiss.

Sword Immortal Ku Xia was not one to seek advantages, nor would he hope to gain his grand-uncle’s favor by taking care of Yu Juanfu. Rather, it was Ku Xia himself who had a high opinion of Yu Juanfu.

As for Yu Juanfu, she was jokingly called the Yu family member who had “had all the favor of elders eaten up by Zhou Shenzhi alone.”

As time passed, the Huai family patriarch did not like the stubborn and ill-tempered Yu Juanfu from the childhood betrothal between the Huai and Yu families. Therefore, when Yu Juanfu ran away to travel the world to escape the marriage, the Huai family had no complaints. Many elders of the Huai family instead comforted many friends of the Yu family, saying that it was good for young people to travel more, and there was no need to rush the marriage. Huai Qian was a cultivator, and although Yu Juanfu was a pure martial artist, her martial arts talent ensured a long lifespan. They should let the two children get along slowly.

The two walked back to Sword Immortal Ku Xia’s teaching area together. Ku Xia gestured for Yu Juanfu to sit on a prayer mat. She didn’t stand on ceremony, took off her package, and started eating flatbread with water.

Lin Junbi opened his eyes and smiled slightly.

Yu Juanfu had clearly seen her, but pretended not to.

On the street outside the Ning residence, a young sword immortal in a green robe walked slowly with his disciple.

The young man lowered his voice and said, “Hey Liu, I heard Chen Ping’an is really something now, with the impressive nickname of Second Shopkeeper. Especially his wife, she’s quite powerful here at the Sword Qi Great Wall. Sword Immortal Li secretly told me that she can’t stand that Ning Yao, or she’ll feel stifled.”

Qi Jinglong said nothing.

He knocked on the door, and the person who opened it was Nalan Yexing.

Qi Jinglong introduced himself.

Nalan Yexing first looked strange, then immediately smiled and led the master and disciple to Dragon Cutting Cliff.

Chen Ping’an, who had been diligently refining his qi, had already left the pavilion and walked down Dragon Cutting Platform, waving with a smile.
Bai Shou initially breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing his sworn brother Chen Ping’an, finding life on the Sword Qi Great Wall quite stifling. However, his joy was short-lived, as he suddenly remembered that Chen Ping’an was someone’s master. His head drooped, and life seemed utterly bleak.

Nalan Yexing had already taken his leave.

Chen Ping’an led the two into the pavilion, smiling as he inquired, “After three Sword Trials, did you find flaunting your skills in Northern Ju Luzhou insufficient, that you had to come to our Sword Qi Great Wall to strut your stuff?”

Qi Jinglong replied, “With nothing better to do, I came to see the Sect Leader and Sword Immortal Li, and to check up on you as well.”

Chen Ping’an, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, leaned against the railing, glancing at Bai Shou. Rarely did he see him so glum.

Upon reaching the pavilion, the youth plopped down beside Chen Ping’an.

Qi Jinglong didn’t mind such casualness, as his disciple was indeed closer to Chen Ping’an.

Qi Jinglong revealed the secret with a smile, “Before coming here, we went to Luopo Mountain. That certain someone heard that your first disciple had only been learning martial arts for a year or two and claimed they could suppress her even when limited to the lower five realms, and even offered to use only one hand.”

Chen Ping’an already had a good idea of what happened next.

Qi Jinglong continued, “Your disciple, being timid, asked if they could also take away a leg.”

Chen Ping’an glanced at Bai Shou, suppressing a chuckle, “And they agreed to that?”

Qi Jinglong nodded, “They did, and that certain someone was overjoyed. They then declared they would stand still and let Pei Qian attack as she pleased.”

Chen Ping’an shook his head, “No need to tell me the result.”

Chen Ping’an shook his sleeves and took out a pot of Bamboo Sea Grotto Heaven Wine he had recently cadged from the shop, “Come, let’s celebrate the auspicious opening for our Great Sword Immortal Bai Shou.”

Qi Jinglong waved his hand in refusal.

Bai Shou raised his head, gnashing his teeth, “I guarantee, she definitely, certainly, absolutely, learned martial arts for more than a year or two! Chen Ping’an, tell me the truth, how many years has Pei Qian been learning martial arts, ten years?!”

Chen Ping’an tossed the wine pot directly to Qi Jinglong, then produced another for himself, since it was cadged anyway. He broke the seal, took a sip, and found the wine particularly flavorful. Chen Ping’an sat cross-legged, one hand resting on the railing, the other pressing down on the wine pot on the chair, “Did my first disciple send him flying with a punch, or a sweeping kick? Was she injured by our Great Sword Immortal Bai Shou’s sword qi? Never mind, even if she was, it’s just a friendly spar. If you’re not skilled enough, you should just bash your head against a tofu block.”

Bai Shou was so infuriated his eyes almost popped out. He clenched his fists, sighed heavily, and slammed them onto the chair.

Qi Jinglong placed the pot of wine beside him and smiled, “Your disciple seemed even more bewildered than that certain someone who went flying. For some reason, she was particularly apprehensive. She squatted beside that person, lying on the ground and bleeding from all orifices, and they stared at each other. Then Pei Qian ran off to discuss with her two friends how to smooth things over. I didn’t eavesdrop much, but I did hear Pei Qian say that they absolutely couldn’t use the ‘wrestling’ excuse again, as her master hadn’t truly believed it last time. They had to come up with a more plausible explanation.”

Bai Shou’s face was dark.

He leaned against the railing, covering his face with his hands.

Qi Jinglong reminded him, “I promised Pei Qian not to reveal this. So consider it as something you overheard, and don’t punish Pei Qian for this. Otherwise, I won’t be able to visit Luopo Mountain anymore.”

Chen Ping’an nodded with a smile.

He hadn’t planned on saying anything to her anyway.

Bai Shou muttered, “I’m not going to Luopo Mountain anyway. Let Pei Qian try coming to my Taihui Sword Sect next time. Next time, as long as I don’t let my guard down, even if I only use half of my cultivation…”

Before the youth could finish, Chen Ping’an nodded and smiled, “Alright, I’ll tell Pei Qian that the next martial arts duel will be held on Pianran Peak.”

Bai Shou immediately felt wronged. Thinking of the surname Liu’s evaluation of that money-losing thing, he exclaimed, “Anyway, Pei Qian isn’t here. What’s wrong with letting me say a few tough words!”

That kick from Pei Qian was truly ruthless.

Bai Shou not only bled from all orifices and fell to the ground, but after struggling to open his eyes, it was like being drunk, with several Pei Qians swaying in front of him.

The key was that money-losing thing’s words were even more disgusting. At the time, Bai Shou’s face was ashen, his lips trembled, and his limbs twitched. She squatted beside him, and perhaps seeing his wandering gaze unable to find her, she “kindly” reminded him in a small voice, “Here, here, I’m here. You absolutely must be okay. I really didn’t mean to. You were so boastful just now, how would I know you were really just being boastful. It’s a good thing I was worried that using too much force would hurt myself from the legendary immortal sword qi, so I only used seven or eight tenths of my strength. Otherwise, how would I explain it to Master later? Stop pretending, wake up! I’ll stand still and let you hit me once…”

After that, Bai Shou fainted.

Chen Ping’an smiled, “Coincidentally, before you arrived, I just sent a letter back to Luopo Mountain. As long as Pei Qian is willing, she can come to the Sword Qi Great Wall immediately.”

Bai Shou turned his head and asked, “Master, when are we going back to the sect? Pianran Peak doesn’t have anyone to manage the thatched cottage now. When the wind blows and it rains, I feel uneasy.”

This was likely the first time Bai Shou had addressed Qi Jinglong as Master outside the Taihui Sword Sect’s Ancestral Hall, and with such sincerity.

Qi Jinglong thought for a moment, “At least wait until Pei Qian arrives.”

Bai Shou’s eyes were vacant.

Qi Jinglong said, “Oh right, I heard there’s a very remarkable martial arts genius from Central Earth Continent, named Yu Juanfu, who wants to spar with you.”

Chen Ping’an smiled, “Not interested.”

Bai Shou said weakly, “Don’t be fooled by the name, it’s a woman.”

Chen Ping’an was taken aback.

It couldn’t be such a coincidence, could it?

Qi Jinglong nodded, “Indeed, it’s a woman, about your age, also with an excellent foundation in the Golden Body Realm.”

Seeing the somewhat strange look on Chen Ping’an’s face.

Bai Shou’s eyes lit up, “As for whether she’s good-looking, I don’t know. You’ll be fighting with her, so take a good look yourself. Besides, fists and feet have no eyes, hehehe…”

Then Bai Shou seemed to bristle, his hair standing on end, his limbs cold, and he turned his head stiffly, seeing a woman slowly walking into the pavilion.

She clearly hadn’t said anything, didn’t even have any displeased expression, and hadn’t even deliberately targeted him, Bai Shou, yet the youth still acutely sensed a Great Dao suppression that seemed to be “in harmony” with the Sword Qi Great Wall.
Perhaps it was merely a fleeting shift in her thoughts, a touch of displeasure. If she was displeased, then this entire world would naturally not favor that old codger, Bai Shou.

Bai Shou stiffly turned his head again, saying to Chen Ping’an, “Don’t you dare get out of line. Sparring between martial artists requires adherence to the rules. Of course, the best option is to refuse whoever-it-is’s invitation to practice fists; it’s simply unnecessary.”

Chen Ping’an reached out and pressed down on the young man’s head, smiling faintly, “Be careful, or I might just twist off your dog head.”