The young master of the family.

Ju Xing and Zhao Mu, two potential sword immortals, exchanged glances. They had originally prepared – one to help Senior Pei carry the books, and the other to hold her bamboo staff.

Pei A’xiang finally showed some interest. “How many times did that little girl get the ‘Strongest’ title, reaching the Distant Roaming Realm?”

Pei Qian hesitated, saying, “Only five times.”

Liu Youzhou’s jaw dropped.

Five times is five times, don’t say “only”!

How could there be such a girl in the world?

What’s her name? Liu Youzhou wanted to befriend such a martial arts companion! One can dislike too much money, but not too many friends.

Liu Suiyu rubbed her temples.

Pei A’xiang’s expression turned serious.

Liu Suiyu asked curiously, “Which two realms did you encounter problems with?”

Pei Qian shook her head, remaining silent.

Liu Suiyu smiled, “If you tell me, I’ll suppress my cultivation to the Distant Roaming Realm and agree to spar with you in martial arts.”

Pei Qian considered, “Could Senior not suppress your cultivation?”

I’m asking for a martial exchange, not teaching you. Why suppress your cultivation?

Liu Suiyu stepped down from the platform. “Alright, I won’t suppress my cultivation.”

Pei Qian nodded, handing the Walking Mountain Staff to Zhao Mu, and removing the book box, which Ju Xing immediately accepted with both hands.

Zhao Mu clenched her fist and waved it gently, lowering her voice to say, “Senior Pei, be careful.”

Pei Qian patted the little girl’s head, smiling, “Stay away from me later.”

Xie Songhua led two disciples, riding the wind to the high sky.

Liu Youzhou squatted on the steps behind Pei A’xiang, tilting his head to look at the girl, and whispered, “A’xiang, A’xiang, an eighth-stage fighting a ninth-stage, and it’s Aunt Liu at the ninth stage, how can she possibly fight?”

Pei A’xiang said, “Go ask that girl.”

Liu Youzhou rolled his eyes. “I’m always too afraid to talk to pretty girls.”

The old woman chuckled, unable to close her mouth.

That girl isn’t exactly pretty. Liu Suiyu took off her fox fur coat, tossing it casually onto the steps behind her.

She stood with one hand behind her back, extending the other palm, smiling, “From the Thunder God Temple lineage of Ma Hu Prefecture, martial artist Liu Suiyu.”

Pei Qian took a step forward, her body slightly lowered, clenching her fists and adopting a simple martial stance, saying in a deep voice, “From the Fallen Mountain lineage, founding disciple Pei Qian. Asking for a martial exchange with Senior Liu!”

The Patriarch Hall of Zhengyang Mountain.

Apart from the two old patriarchs who had gone to Old Dragon City, the other old sword immortals of the Tao family, including the patriarchs, were gathered today, as numerous matters required a collective decision from the elders.

In the Northern Ju Luzhou, where sword cultivators are plentiful, even a Nascent Soul sword cultivator might feel uneasy being addressed as a sword immortal, but in the Treasure Bottle Continent, there is no such custom.

Every Golden Core sword cultivator is a well-deserved sword immortal.

A woman of average appearance, seated towards the back, with a red string tied around her wrist, sat upright, appearing somewhat constrained.

She managed Zhengyang Mountain’s Mountain and Water Gazette and Mirror Flower Water Moon. On Zhengyang Mountain, she had always been an errand runner, with seniority but no actual power. Because she was not a sword cultivator and often traveled, she was far from inspiring the same awe as the old sword immortal patriarchs.

Especially here, inside the Patriarch Hall of Zhengyang Mountain, in the eyes of the old sword immortal patriarchs, she was a shrewd but not very intelligent woman, simply put, an unrefined woman.

Su Jia was initially a disciple she brought up the mountain gate, but was later transferred to another peak, in exchange for a magical treasure. Su Jia was later accepted as a direct disciple of the Patriarch Hall, proving that the deal was a loss for her.

Otherwise, just as there was a saying “the mother becomes noble through her son” in the mortal world, there were also many old cultivators in the mountains who simply lived to die, and one could also become respected as a teacher through a successful disciple.

Of course, Su Jia’s ending wasn’t good.

At the Immortal Stage of the Wind and Snow Temple, she lost to Huang He, the current master of the Wind and Thunder Garden, and her sword heart shattered. Su Jia couldn’t even maintain her identity as a sword cultivator.

However, the Patriarch Hall of Zhengyang Mountain only reclaimed the Purple Gold Sword Nourishing Gourd, and did not remove her name from the Patriarch Hall’s register, only revoked Su Jia’s status as a direct disciple.

The first matter was to discuss the candidates for the direct disciples, and choose an auspicious day to officially inscribe their names in the Patriarch Hall’s register.