They looked up to the tall mountain.
Song Yu and Seven Kills could not help but have a myriad of thoughts. They had only heard of the Sword God mentioning the Great Lord, but had never seen him in person.
Now that they were finally going to see the Great Lord's glory, the two of them could not help but feel a little nervous.
What kind of person was able to make the Sword God so respectful?
It was hard for them to imagine.
The sound of splashing water came from the front. In the stream, clear spring water flowed down from the top of the mountain, converging into a small pool.
An old man wearing a bamboo hat and a straw raincoat was fishing by the pool. In the clear spring water, they could clearly see that the fishing hook of the old man was straight.
However, the fish circled around the hook, as if it wanted to swallow this straight iron hook that had no bait at all.
Song Yu and Seven Kills saw the scene in the pool and could not help but be shocked. How could a straight hook without bait catch fish?
Just as they had this thought, they saw a fish bite the straight hook and fiercely pull the buoy down.
The old man revealed a satisfied smile. With a flick of his wrist, the fish drew a beautiful arc in the air and fell into a fish basket.
The fish was biting the hook the whole time. As long as it let go, it would immediately fall into the water and regain its freedom in the pool.
However, the fish did not let go no matter what, as if the hook was more important than its life.
Song Yu and Seven Kills saw this strange scene and were shocked speechless. There was actually such a method of fishing in the world.
Li Xiaotian was not surprised. He bowed to the old man and said, "Senior."
The old man glanced at the three of them from the corner of his eye and then stared at the pool. With a flick of his wrist, the hook fell into the water.
Although the old man did not have much of a reaction, Song Yu and Seven Kills did not dare to be arrogant. They quickly bowed and called him senior.
"Let's go." Li Xiaotian clearly knew the old man's temper. He did not want to disturb him and quickly walked to the top of the mountain.
The mountain forest was green. On the top of the mountain, the wind blew loudly. A black house quietly stood there.
There was nothing fancy about this black room, and there was even a kind of majesty that made one's heart beat like a drum that unknowingly overflowed, causing the two of them to be extremely fearful.
"Go in!" Li Xiaotian pointed at the door of the black room.
The two of them looked at each other blankly, then gritted their teeth and walked over.
Creak!
The door opened, and the room was pitch black, without a trace of light.
Bang!
The flames soared into the air, and several oil lamps lit up around the house. The light was dim, but it eventually illuminated the house.
The furnishings in the room were extremely simple. The walls were bare, and there was no extra furniture. There was only a chair placed at the very front of the room.
The two of them looked at each other nervously. Although Song Yu was unyielding and arrogant, in this kind of environment, she couldn't help but be frightened. She didn't know what would happen.
Clang!
The door slammed shut, startling the two of them. Their heartstrings trembled, and they almost cried out in alarm.
There was no one in the room. The two of them looked around but couldn't find any useful clues. The only thing they could find was the empty chair.
The two of them walked forward aimlessly.
Suddenly, as if their eyes were playing tricks on them, a person sat on the empty chair without them noticing. It was a man wearing a mask.
The two of them trembled. Even with their cultivation, they didn't notice when this person sat on the chair.
It was clear that the chair was empty just a second ago.
From this, it could be seen that the masked man's cultivation was terrifying. This person must be the Lord.
Song Yu was quick-witted, and quickly bowed, "Greetings, Lord."
Qi Sha was half a beat slower, and also bowed, but his actions and reactions were a bit slower than Song Yu's.
The Lord's eyes stared straight at the two of them through the mask, like an eagle's eyes, and they felt like little rabbits without any resistance.
"When the God of Swords died, you were by his side, right, Song Yu?" The Lord's voice was full of majesty as he asked.
"Yes!" Song Yu didn't dare to look at the Lord. She lowered her head, afraid that her thoughts would be seen through.
"What did the God of Swords say?"
"Master asked me to tell the Lord that the woman in white he was fighting was very powerful, and that the Lord must pay attention to her. In addition, Master also taught me the Sword Pavilion and the Ninth Heaven Milky Way Fall Swordsmanship, and asked me to lead the Sword Pavilion to become stronger. "Song Yu exaggerated, and said with great emotion.
As soon as he finished speaking, he knelt on the floor with a thud and prostrated himself on the ground. He pressed his head tightly against the floor and emotionally said, "My Lord, please avenge Master. Master died so miserably!"
As he spoke, he choked and sobbed.
His emotions had accumulated to the peak, and at this moment, they exploded.
Although he seemed to be carefree, he was actually very afraid. He was afraid that his actions would be exposed, and he was afraid that he would be killed.
Now that he saw the Lord, this fear was even stronger. The Lord's eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and it made him feel terrified.
Therefore, he choked and sobbed not because of the God of Swords, but because of fear.
Only his voice could be heard in the room. Seven Kills stood at the side like a puppet, not knowing what to do.
The Lord narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Yu, who was lying on the floor, and said, "Get up. The God of Swords did not die in vain. At least he exposed Tang Zheng's strength, and also caused the Empyrean Fairy to lose her virginity. Of course, he must be avenged, but not now."
Thump!
Hearing this, Seven Kills also knelt on the floor and kowtowed to the Lord.
Thump, thump, thump …
He kowtowed again and again, as if he was going to break through the floor. He did not cry, but said coldly and with a murderous aura, "Lord, please avenge Master. From now on, my life belongs to you."
Song Yu glanced at Seven Kills and was infuriated.
Damn! Why didn't I realize that Seven Kills was also a good actor? He was acting like me to win the Lord's favor. I can't let him have his way.
Song Yu was measuring the heart of a gentleman with the yardstick of a villain. Seven Kills sincerely wanted to avenge the God of Swords, so he kowtowed from the bottom of his heart and was not playing any tricks.
The Lord looked at the two people kneeling in a row and shouted, "Get up!"
The two people's hearts trembled. This voice seemed to have a magical power, making them unable to think of resisting. They stood up subconsciously.
"Crying and wailing, where are your manners?"
The sobbing stopped abruptly, and the two people kept quiet out of fear.
"Since the God of Swords passed the Pavilion of Swords to you, then your responsibility is to bring the Pavilion of Swords to greater heights, not to act like a girl and cry. As for avenging the God of Swords, it's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Moreover, with me here, the God of Swords will definitely be avenged. "The Lord scolded.
The two people were like primary school students being scolded. They lowered their heads and did not even dare to breathe loudly.
Song Yu thought that Qi Sha had stolen his limelight, so he hurriedly said, "Yes, Honorable Lord. I will definitely bring glory to Sword Pavilion. I will not disappoint Honorable Master. I will let him rest in peace in heaven."
The Lord nodded with relief. "You come from a big family, so you know how to be reasonable. Since the God of Swords passed the Pavilion of Swords to you, it means that he trusts you. You must live up to his expectations."
"Yes, Lord!" Song Yu's heart warmed. This was equivalent to the Lord acknowledging his position. However, the Lord's next sentence made him feel cold.
"Seven Kills, you have to assist Song Yu in managing the Pavilion of Swords. Do you understand?"
"As you command, High Lord," Seven Kills answered firmly.
Song Yu's eyelids twitched, and he was furious. Wasn't this letting Seven Kills keep him in check? It turned out that the Lord did not completely trust him.
However, he could only curse in his heart. He did not dare to show the slightest change in his expression.
"Also, you have just taken charge of the Pavilion of Swords, and there are many things that you have to deal with. I am afraid that you are not familiar with them and will encounter trouble, so I sent someone to help you. The three of you will work together to strengthen the Pavilion of Swords. Do you understand?"
The Martial Arts Sect had fallen apart and no longer existed. Therefore, the Lord gradually placed high hopes on the Pavilion of Swords. He hoped that the Pavilion of Swords could inherit the Martial Arts Sect's position and function.
This was his plan. He did not tell the two of them yet.
However, when Song Yu heard this, his heart sank. The Lord had not only sent Seven Kills to keep him in check, but also sent another person.
It would not be so easy for him to completely control the Pavilion of Swords. He gritted his teeth in hatred, but he did not dare to say anything.
"Come in!" the Lord shouted outside.
Although the door was tightly shut, the voice could be heard clearly. The door opened again, and a person strode in.
Song Yu and Qi Sha glanced back from the corner of their eyes and found that it was Li Xiaotian who came in.
"What? Did he send her to the Pavilion of Swords?" Song Yu was shocked. He had heard of Li Xiaotian's name many times.
This person was both intelligent and brave. Moreover, he was sinister and cunning. With such a person in the Pavilion of Swords, his days would be even more uncomfortable.
However, he still did not dare to show his dissatisfaction. He pretended to be calm and composed, as if it had nothing to do with him.
"You know her. She will return to the Pavilion of Swords with you in a while and help you manage the Pavilion of Swords. Do you understand?" the Lord said.
Song Yu hurriedly said, "With the Saint's help, the Pavilion of Swords will definitely prosper."
Seven Kills did not care and did not say a word.
Li Xiaotian looked at Song Yu with a smile and said, "Please take care of us in the future."
Song Yu said with a fake smile, "Don't mention it. Please take care of us, Saint. This way, we can all better serve the Lord."
Li Xiaotian nodded her head, her smile becoming more and more profound, which made Song Yu's scalp go numb. He always felt that Li Xiaotian's smile had too many things to think about.
"You must remember that I have high hopes for you. I hope that you will live up to my good intentions," the Lord warned.
"Yes!" the three said in unison.
"In addition," the Lord changed the topic, "I have something for you to do."
Song Yu hurriedly said, "Please tell us, Lord. We will not hesitate to go through water and tread on fire."
The Lord nodded and said, "Actually, it is very suitable for you to do this."
Song Yu's heart trembled and he began to hesitate. What was the most suitable thing for him to do?
Could it be something dangerous? If that was the case, he would be pushing himself into a fire pit.
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