The old tomes whisper, “No feast lasts forever,” yet fear not, for they also say, “Every path may cross again.”

The guests of honor, having witnessed the ascendance upon Mistpeak, gradually dispersed. The largest throng, a vibrant river of humanity, boarded the newly acquired Timber Shade Ferry of the Azure Quill Sword Sect, bound for Mount Serenity.

Among those departing were the soon-to-be Lord of Mount Serenity, Huang Ting, the Mountain Protector Yu Fushan, the Acolyte Guran, and disciples Tan Yingzhou and Zheng Youqian. Zhang Shanfeng, wishing to continue his wanderings across the Autumn Leaf Continent, found companionship with Li Baoping, who sought to explore the Expel Demons Ferry. Little Pei Qian, ever at Baoping’s side, donned her traveling attire – a bamboo pack upon her back and a verdant staff in hand. Their path led first to Mount Serenity, then on to the Cloud Herb Hall of Poushan. Meanwhile, Ye Yunye bid farewell to Tan Rong and Xue Huai, sending them back to the mountain gates, while she herself planned to visit the old grounds of Mount Serenity. Zhong Kui and Yu Jin, drawn by old memories and new affections, joined her. Zhong Kui, once a scholar of Great Hidden Academy, held deep familiarity with Mount Serenity, while the portly Yu Jin professed a knightly duty to protect a lady’s honor. Yuan Lingdian, witnessing this grand procession, realized his junior brother needed no safeguarding.

Thus, Yuan Lingdian departed the Autumn Leaf Continent, not for the Slumbering Peak, but soaring on wind currents towards the seas, seeking the Serpent of Fire in the Wildlands.

The Timber Shade Ferry rose slowly, piercing through layers of cloud, swiftly darting across the heavens like a cerulean bird.

Upon the Azure Quill Ferry Wharf, clad in simple blue, stood a youth with a ruby mark upon his brow, discussing the future of the dockside shops. They debated whether to extend an invitation to the founder of the Worldly Burdens Guild to establish a presence here.

A small girl in dark robes accompanied them, a green bamboo staff in her hand, a gilded yoke upon her shoulder, a cotton bundle leaning against her, and today, a brand-new, verdant book satchel upon her back.

Chen Ping’an had intended to accompany Li Baoping and Pei Qian to Mount Serenity, but a missive, sealed by a Confucian sage watching over the heavens, called him back to Fallen Peak, urging him to bring Xiao Mo with him.

The Wind Kite Ferry, still docked at the Azure Quill Wharf, would now, upon its next southern journey, have a new Celestial Ferry to call upon, near Jade Rule Sect – the Azure City Ferry. For the blessed lands of Cloud Cavern and Inkstone Mountain, by agreement, would yield their riches to the Azure Quill Sword Sect’s coffers for five centuries.

Inkstone Mountain, in particular, was abundant in the stone used to craft the Dragon Inkstones. Though the Jade Rule Sect and the Jiang artisans had mined it for millennia, the deposits remained vast. Cui Dongshan would dispatch rune constructs – Molecatchers and Mountain Movers – to survey the lands and gauge the true extent of the stone. There was no need for secrecy, for the rights to Inkstone Mountain for the next five centuries belonged to the Azure Quill Sword Sect. Furthermore, Master Chen had promised to connect the Jiang clan with Dong Shui Jing and the Grand Li Ministry of Revenue, potentially forging a partnership between four factions. The only wrinkle was that Master Chen intended to split the profits evenly with the Jiang clan.

Cui Dongshan chuckled. “Master, what do you think of Liu Youzhou?”

Chen Ping’an replied without hesitation, “He is good. Driven, responsible, and generous. He possesses none of the airs of a noble. Master Yu spoke of his skill with brush and ink, especially the priceless ancestral painting within his study. He insisted I admire it when I visit the Liu estate on Snowy Continent.”

Cui Dongshan cautiously added, “I sense something in Liu Youzhou’s gaze when he looks at Eldest Sister.”

Chen Ping’an smiled serenely. “A fair maiden and a noble heart; there is nothing wrong with that.”

Cui Dongshan struggled to hold back, but could not. “Then why did Master smile so… insincerely, so unsettlingly, at Liu Youzhou on Azure Quill Peak?”

Chen Ping’an folded his hands within his sleeves, turned to Cui Dongshan, and replied with a deliberately unconvincing expression. “Did I? I believe I was quite amiable.”

Cui Dongshan nodded rapidly. “Amiable, very amiable! Exceptionally approachable!”

Chen Ping’an sighed, rubbing his face. Cui Dongshan spoke true. Had Liu Youzhou been less polite, this unofficial guest of the Liu family would have been far less courteous.

Cui Dongshan clasped his hands behind his head. Perhaps Master himself did not realize that regarding his eldest disciple, Pei Qian, he treated Li Huai and Cao Qinglang with complete trust. Master was like a…teacher and father, and it was a classic case of fatherly anxiety.

Cui Dongshan grinned. “Right Protector, are you happy with your new book satchel?”

The Little Rice Grain beamed. “Happy, happy!”

Cui Dongshan continued, “Do you know what ‘carrying books for study’ means? You are just wandering near the doorstep, unlike the Martial Alliance Chief and the Pei Guild Master, who only carry their bamboo packs on long journeys.”

The Little Rice Grain swayed on her feet. “Small person, small office, heart of a lion. No long journeys, just short ones!”

Cui Dongshan was about to retort, eager to provoke some amusement, when he received a slap from his master.

Cui Dongshan wrung his hands nervously. “I may need to borrow a couple of individuals from you and the Sect.”

Chen Ping’an turned with a wry smile. “A couple? I did not hear clearly. Twenty?”

Cui Dongshan chuckled nervously. “Good heavens, no! Fallen Peak has so few registered members. Twenty is far too many!”

At the recent Fallen Peak Sect Foundation Ceremony, forty-three registered members of the Jade Hue Peak Ancestral Hall burned incense within the hall.

This included Du Wensi and Pang Lanxi of the Coarse Linen Sect of Northern Emerald Continent. Moreover, the children Yu Qingzhang and He Xiangting had now left the registers of Jade Hue Peak to wander the world with the old sword cultivator Yu Yue.

Yet Cui Dongshan still intended to pilfer over a dozen.

If one considered the ratio, this was unprecedented in the history of the Great Domain of Ascendancy.

Chen Ping’an delivered a kick, and the Great White Goose bounded aside.

Chen Ping’an, his face dark, sneered. “Tell me, who are these two?”

Cui Dongshan hesitantly replied, “Hongxia and Yunzi.”

Chen Ping’an smiled. “How about the old cook?”

Cui Dongshan blushed. “If that were possible, it would be ideal.”

Chen Ping’an raised his foot, and Cui Dongshan scurried behind the Little Rice Grain.

The Little Rice Grain scratched her face, reminding him, “Junior Brother, remember, borrow and return, easy to borrow again. Not like the old cook said: ‘Beg as a grandson, but become the grandfather when repayment is due!'”

Cui Dongshan said sternly, “The old cook is just jesting.”

Chen Ping’an said, “I will return to Fallen Peak with Xiao Mo soon. The Little Rice Grain shall remain here and travel home on the Wind Kite Ferry next time.”

The Little Rice Grain tapped her green bamboo staff upon the ground. “Understood!”

Then, Chen Ping’an walked to Lootfall Strand, found Xiao Mo, and observed the couplet at the entrance of Azure Quill Peak, before the group stepped through the paifang tower. Ascending the stairs, they traveled to the Everlasting Abode situated on Mistpeak. It was once Chen Ping’an’s temporary sanctuary, and now, this would be a formal “seclusion.” Aside from the “Pavilion of Passage” in Sword Qi Great Wall prison, this would be the first of its kind in the Great Domain of Ascendancy. Cui Dongshan had procured the minor abode from Tian Wan, enough to support a cultivator’s ascension to immortality.

Cui Dongshan was still unwilling to relent. “Master, will you truly not seclude yourself in the Everlasting Abode to break through?”

Filching Hongxia and Yunzi was trivial. The true feat would be to coax Master himself.

Chen Ping’an shook his head. “It is of little use. It is no longer a matter of ambient spiritual energy. Perhaps once I re-enter the Jade Purity Realm, and after more travels, I will return to the Everlasting Abode.”

Cui Dongshan asked, “When you return to Azure Continent, may I begin preparing for Chai Wu’s formal initiation?”

Chen Ping’an nodded. “You understand the principles of ‘haste makes waste’ and ‘forced growth’ better than I. I will only say this: proceed cautiously. Even if Chai Wu cannot ascend to the Jade Purity Realm in one leap, ensure that her cultivation does not harm the foundation of her Great Dao. If someone is needed to guard the door, call upon Mi Yu. If that is insufficient, I can ask Qing Tong as well.”

Cui Dongshan laughed. “That is truly unnecessary. I am confident. One should just not speak of ‘absolute certainty’.”

After a moment of thought, Cui Dongshan continued, “Since you are unwilling to occupy this feng shui treasure trove, it would be a waste to leave it idle. Besides Chai Wu, should we bring in Sun Chunwang and Bai Xuan as well?”

Chai Wu was, of course, the most gifted.

Yet Sun Chunwang and Bai Xuan were also first-rate sword prodigies.

In fact, the assessment of Sun Chunwang’s Natal Sword at the Summer Palace was lower than Bai Xuan’s. There was also a noticeable gap when compared to Yu Xiehui and He Gu’s “Falling Peak” and “Breaking Decree.” Still, none doubted that Sun Chunwang’s swordsmanship was the best among the nine sword seedlings. Thus, the only one likely to keep pace with Sun Chunwang on the path ahead was Bai Xuan.

There are no useless swords, only useless swordsmen.

This statement might be absolute, but apart from the exceptions, it was true.

Of course, if the Azure Quill Sword Sect sought to maximize profits, they would allocate the entire Everlasting Abode solely to Chai Wu.

Perhaps, if Chai Wu could truly ascend to the Jade Purity Realm, she might even become the youngest Immortal in the history of Sword Qi Great Wall and the Great Domain of Ascendancy… a sword cultivator!

This practice was common on the mountains, proving that the greatest reward would only be achieved this way. Sharing divine coins and heavenly treasures among younger cultivators would result in mediocrity. Lagging behind would make it more and more difficult to catch up to the younger generation. Many second- and third-rate celestial abodes could become famous sects because the founder was not only gifted but the entire mountain devoted its strength to them.

Chen Ping’an said, “Besides Sun Chunwang and Bai Xuan, Cheng Chaolu, He Gu, and Yu Xiehui will also move here to cultivate. They will only leave the abode to consult their masters about any sword cultivation problems.”

Cui Dongshan asked, “Are you deliberately striving for equality? Is it your intent for the Azure Quill Sword Sect to inherit the spirit of Fallen Peak?”

Chen Ping’an shook his head. “That is inaccurate; it is merely an outward appearance. Fallen Peak is Fallen Peak, and the Azure Quill Sword Sect is the Azure Quill Sword Sect. Their foundations are, and must always be, sword cultivators.”

“The Azure Quill Sword Sect must enable Chai Wu to break through as quickly as possible, while also ensuring that there are no hidden dangers on her Great Dao. It must also inspire Bai Xuan and Sun Chunwang to fight for a place among the prodigies. The only way to deal with their weaknesses is by making them see how great the gap in talent is, and to remind them that sword cultivators may not fear death, but they do fear losing.”

“I wish to witness how their Dao hearts will respond when they feel destined to lose to Chai Wu, perhaps even unable to catch up to her in this lifetime.”

“Furthermore, if Chai Wu were to occupy the Everlasting Abode alone, she might grow increasingly lonely as she rapidly ascends to the Jade Purity Realm, the Immortal Realm, and even the Ascension Realm. Though Bai Xuan is a genius, if they did not see each other for days, meeting her may be like seeing an Upper Fifth Realm. After a few years, an even more distant Immortal Chai Wu would meet them. They are too young, with too much talent. I fear that Chai Wu will find herself drinking alone, gradually growing distant from her old friends. The distance of the heart cannot be bridged by polite overtures. It is irreparable.”

Cui Dongshan nodded. “Master is right. The cultivation of the heart is a long journey. Only with a clear Dao heart and a pure sword heart can a sword cultivator achieve limitless potential.”

Chen Ping’an turned to face Cui Dongshan.

Cui Dongshan, bewildered, replied, “Master, I am speaking from the heart. I am no Jia the Old Immortal, and I never attempt to flatter!”

Chen Ping’an gently warned, “You deliberately feign ignorance when money is involved, launching into elaborate and roundabout arguments. How many Rain Grain coins does the Azure Quill Sword Sect possess? Spend freely to maintain the Everlasting Abode’s spiritual energies, but do not complain about poverty. Do you think I do not know about Pei Qian’s possession?”

Cui Dongshan exclaimed, “Master is wise, discerning, and insightful! As the first Sect Master of the Azure Quill Sword Sect, I am filled with trepidation.”

The Little Rice Grain blinked, staring ahead. “Ha, flatterer.”

After guiding the children into the minor abode and assigning their temporary cultivation sites, Cui Dongshan produced celestial mansions from his snowy sleeves, which took root in the ground.

Finally, Chen Ping’an said to Chai Wu, who still lingered by his side, “Sect Master Cui will temporarily serve as your instructor, without formal master-disciple ties. I will speak with your master, Wei Xian; he will have no objections. Cultivate diligently here, adhering to the old rule: no more than half a jin of alcohol per day. Sect Master Cui will build a special wine cellar near your cultivation site.”

Chai Wu was distraught. Timidly, she asked, “Mountain Lord Chen, how about I halve my allowance, from two bowls to one, just two liang of wine per day?”

The girl knew Chen was hinting that her cultivation talent was lacking and that her love of drinking was costly.

Chen Ping’an paused, waving his hand. “No, no. Two bowls a day is fine.”

Chai Wu remained silent.

Chen Ping’an asked, “Chai Wu, do you know that your cultivation talent is actually quite good?”

Chai Wu mumbled, “Master says it is as good as his drinking capacity.”

Cui Dongshan roared with laughter. Wei Hailiang was truly out of his mind.

Chen Ping’an sighed. “It truly is good. I am not joking.”

Chai Wu looked up, glancing at Mountain Lord Chen before lowering her head and humming softly.

It must be terrible for Mountain Lord Chen to panic like this.

Chen Ping’an rubbed his temples. This was truly a headache. He could not guide this girl’s cultivation, it was beyond him.

Chen Ping’an once attempted to teach Pei Qian martial arts on the second floor of a bamboo house, then reluctantly volunteered to be Chai Wu’s temporary instructor, but only with Cao Qinglang, a single flying sword, “Clay Pill”.

After settling Chai Wu, Chen Ping’an ascended to the highest point of the abode and asked, “Dongshan, do you already have a candidate for your first disciple?”

Cui Dongshan’s eyes darted about.

Chen Ping’an said, “I heard from Lin Shouyi that you had a simple, honest youth by your side near Great Ditch, whom you called ‘Old Brother Gao’?”

Cui Dongshan stamped his foot, raising his sleeve and tossing out a ruddy-cheeked, wooden youth.

Cui Dongshan sternly scolded, “Gao Di, what are you waiting for? Greet the Grandmaster!”

The youth, named “Gao Di” by Cui Dongshan, meekly greeted Chen Ping’an.

Chen Ping’an was speechless as he descended the mountain with Xiao Mo and the Little Rice Grain.

Cui Dongshan, with the youth who was named “Failure” Gao Di, quickly caught up with Master, asking mentally, “Master, regarding the sword consecration in Autumn Leaf Continent in the future?”

Chen Ping’an said, “You are the Sect Master of the Azure Quill Sword Sect; handle it as you see fit.”

Cui Dongshan hummed, asking, “You are returning to Fallen Peak now?”

Chen Ping’an said, “I will visit that Earth God Temple before I leave.”

Cui Dongshan realized, “Ah, the local altar. The temple is small but it is ancient. It has existed for over a thousand years. The incense has never stopped burning, an uncommon sight down here. I will accompany you, Master.”

The group burned incense at the Earth God Temple, which was small. The temple keeper was a local peasant. Chen Ping’an requested a pair of candles.

After leaving the Earth God Temple, Cui Dongshan, carrying the Little Rice Grain and the first disciple, bid farewell to Master and Xiao Mo.

Chen Ping’an did not rush north. Taking a stroll with Xiao Mo, he walked past many persimmon trees near the Earth God Temple, as well as vast reed marshes where egrets would brush past, as if urging him to stay, stay longer. Perhaps as autumn arrives, trees would grow red persimmons, and the setting sun would gild the water, an image akin to a water sprite clad in crimson silk.

Xiao Mo curiously asked, “Master, why are we hurrying back to Fallen Peak?”

“A guest awaits.”

Chen Ping’an’s expression turned strange. “A guest from afar.”

Xiao Mo smiled. “Ill intentions?”

Chen Ping’an shook his head. “Not at all. They must abide by the rules; otherwise, the price will be too high.”

Xiao Mo asked, “Is it a Fourteenth Realm cultivator, or an Ascended Sword Cultivator?”

Chen Ping’an patted Xiao Mo’s shoulder, saying solemnly, “I am sorry.”

Xiao Mo, perplexed, thought that if a sword-spar was to take place, it would need to be far away from Fallen Peak, perhaps on the sea.

—

Along with Bai Jing, they had agreed to travel to the Territory of the Falling River to “pay homage” to Lord Bai Ze in the Wildlands.

They had failed to rebel, and Bai Ze had chided them. Of course, this was due to Bai Jing’s last-minute betrayal, which was… somewhat important, but also not so much.

If Bai Ze truly intended to punish this group of fierce demons from the ancient eras, their numbers were irrelevant.

Bai Ze had ordered all the hibernators scattered everywhere to awaken. Bai Jing, who had a “maiden” countenance, had named herself Xie Gou. It was only natural for a woman to take a new name like an article of clothing.

There was also Xiao Mo, who had been healing within the luminous moon. Somehow, he had traveled to the Great Domain of Ascendancy.

Both she and Xiao Mo were Ascended Sword Cultivators – one a pinnacle, the other consumate.

There was also a pale, red-lipped beauty, clad in thin robes, voluptuous, with cold eyes that kept others at bay.

She now went by the name Guan Yi, and her Daoist name was “Snowy Depths.”

When she awoke from her ten-thousand-year hibernation, she had slaughtered every living being within a vast city, including an Upper Fifth Realm demon and several Earthly Immortal cultivators. They were powerless against this ancient demon, who would have been qualified to ascend the throne of the Wildlands. They were slain before they could even see her face, with their souls, spirits, and blood all consumed by Guan Yi.

On her way, she had devoured an entire kingdom, capital city and all.

Guan Yi saw Bai Jing slowly inching closer, then suddenly reaching out toward her breasts. Guan Yi simply brushed her hand aside.

The mink-hatted maiden sighed. “It is a burden, is it not? You must heed my advice, Guan Yi. It is best if they are smaller, or they will sway when you fight, and it is unsightly.”

Guan Yi only smiled.

She had become accustomed to it on this journey.

Standing next to Guan Yi was a young cultivator, named Hu Tu, always smiling.

After Bai Ze had ordered his awakening, his mountain lineage was left with a struggling sect. He then walked out of an ancestral painting of an ancient battlefield, he slaughtered every member, leaving only a few talented Lower Fifth Realm cultivators. A dozen other occupants of the ancestral hall became the Old Ancestor’s food because they had “revered the wrong incense.”

A boy with double pupils was named “Li Gou,” and his Daoist name was “Flying Coin.”

He had retrieved eight mountain treasures of Celestial Soldier rank in one fell swoop.

These Celestial Soldiers had been scattered throughout the Wildlands and refined into Natal Treasures by sect patriarchs and rogue Upper Fifth Realm cultivators over ten thousand years.

With all of his Celestial Soldiers returned, he had instantly crippled seven Upper Fifth Realm demons and a young Earthly Immortal who was hailed as a Dao genius. Because they could not withstand the forcible stripping of their Natal Treasures, they suffered a sudden misfortune.

The young-looking ancient demon wore a yellow Universe Pouch and a Demon-Catching Gourd.

Sun and moon grind through the ages, Universe is home, he had refined two Human cultivators, each Ascended Realm.

An old Daoist with a bamboo crown rode a deer, carrying a sword. Taking the name ” 滑稽 ” which mean ‘funny’ or ‘burlesque’, his Daoist name was “Mountain Lord”.

An old crone shrouded in mist had her back hunched as she gathered spiritual energies from all around. An attentive cultivator could see that the diminutive old crone possessed the aura of a towering mountain, with countless golden lightning bolts crisscrossing the peaks.

A diminutive, wiry man appeared to be asleep, yawning constantly.

He was not only an Ascended Realm cultivator, but also a pure martial artist who had reached the peak of the Spirit Transformation realm.

He was very close to Li Gou. In the ancient eras, they had often traveled the world together. The “Daoists” and “scholars” he had slain were tossed into Li Gou’s Universe Pouch.

Bai Jing had only three regrets. She had never cultivated martial arts.

She could never read a book.

As for her third regret… Bai Jing touched her mink hat, heh, it was rather embarrassing.

Other than Xiao Mo, Bai Jing, Guan Yi, Li Gou, and the Daoist were standing before Bai Ze.

And a man who had no name or demonic title. So Bai Jing had given him a name that was not a name: Unknown.

Bai Ze looked at Li Gou. “In Green Gloom Continent, there is a female Daoist with the Daoist title ‘Great Yin’, named Wu Zhou. She is on the same path as you, but she has already broken through to the Fourteenth Realm.”

The ancient demon with the double pupils only nodded blankly, betraying no emotion.

An Ascended Realm cultivator who wished to reach the Fourteenth Realm feared that someone else was already on the bridge ahead of them.

Generally, when facing such an obstacle, one could only despair, like Wei She of Snowy Continent, who could not find another path.

Those were like Liu Qi, who had the desire to seek other ways.

Xie Gou shot a glance at the “youth”. Clucking, she gloated, “Pitiful.”

Increasing her volume she continued “Who can you blame, you insisted on matching that Scholar. otherwise there would never have been this Daoist, I would have gone around you for a long time”

That scholar who fought Li Gou was one of the best student. He was the most liked, there was no better. How could his fighting skills be bad? It could not be said that Li Gou lost too much, but the end result was lose-lose both failed to enter the Fourteenth realm, and especially Li Gou was once the best in demons, he has good treasures.

The youth returned the glance.

Xie Gou blinked,

The small one must have more manners

Li Gou still silent.

Xie Gou moved closer face almost touching the “If you got nothing to say shut up”

Instantly it could be said the boy was shredded to million of pieces

But between Xie Gou had pulled every thread, and reassembled

Bai Gou Spoke “enough”

Xie Gou gave away the thread and sword essence

She never used a sword

ha

As expected of someone who got taught something to the first daoist

First daoist so easily to talk to . As long as someone ask he give.

And he didnt hide anything.

And he was good. So a lot people followed, trying to become like him.

Bai Jing had an easy breakthrough. Reaching earth immortal easily, with her sword she had no fear,

What she was wary of, not much. But a little, Bai ze

But when she thought of who she admire, she could only think of that Daoist. To Demon admiring someone would. Lead to

Bai Gou said enough.

And with that she put back her sword

All of them wanting to reach fourteenth realm that seemed close but far.

And each had something they wanted. The old with the bamboo cap wanted his teacher

What do he even look like? If you find and he got weaker would be anything to say.

eat?

Bai Ze made the rest go to town and find somewhere to stay, and he asked to go on a walk.

“Elder Bai Ze, is it ok for me to make a trip up north, then south to azure?”

If only the sword wall hadnt been destroyed and the best swordsmen were now in the northern continent.

Nothing wrong

“Be careful, dont go around causeing to much mess, if not Ill be unable to help.

Xie Gou frowned,

Who?

“The Chen guy still hasnt returned the fourteenth realm technique?”

If he really stole it, taking from white jade could be nice

Bai ze shook,

Something about that kid.

Xie Gou said, “Master’s said things were a little too dangerous, scholar, it’s all about learning.”

Thank you

she flew towards great Domain

In northern area, a scholar was frown looking at where that flying demon went to

the temple authorized him to let her travel as long as she follow rule.

“I am all prepared”

There was a lot of books that I took from wild country, I will watch them as I travel.

the scholar said, “Ok be careful”

“Dont give the temples a reason.”

it was weird hearing all those words from a demon.

Xie Gou came down hard.

I hear a lot of big shots in the area. If the other hadnt help would the wall be broken?

the scholar spoke, “I aint gonna watch every second”

Thanks

she was doing great, now she was just hunting down the coward, if war wasnt banned, she was coming to mess things up.

At a dao temple, Xie Gou was eating meat and watching the kid turning to look for a god.

The more it look the less it mean

She had seen one of the candidates, he had been transforming, it was him that gave way to it

This was the real

Looking not much more for the walk, she was getting food. Getting that she was going to need to get it and make it.

Secretly passing to the other side, after learning some from the capital.

She was at the door, where there was an old man. He looked like crap, Xie Gou just pretend she didnt see it.

he asked his disciple if he knew her?

Xie Gou went to went looked around that dragon sword

She heard that he protect the country so she only looked at the man’s sword technique

Then there was a punk

She felt someone look at her so she looked back

Finally to fell mountain

At the gate

There was someone fake the look of something and sleeping.

The demon looked at her eyes

What a thing to happen

Maybe the kid knew her what should she do?

Thanks to that the person ran, after he came back

But then ran again.

The person finally walked her way

The heart turned, that meant she was finally walking towards the mountain.

The god stood up.

It was good for those who were around.

The old man heard it all. The demon has the heart to come look for the little kid.

That the demon told her about herself, where it would be and it may happen that she make him mad.

The elder then spoke and asked her if he like her.

It was good she knew him, I am nothing like her, everything it was me, coming to look she was all that i said.

But I was still nice! and you should never know the answer by heart, it can never be that.

I was all alone that why I had to

the oldman didnt not and said, If the love you and you still love him?

It was nice the love but

The people in the back have problems. I can feel no good coming here.

You are a hero! you think so little of her, what are you.

Oh thank you elder. So then she spoke, It will have problem with everything I told you. What are you.