Immortal Sect, Sword Pavilion.
Ma Gege was wiping her sword, gazing into the distance at the towering mountains and majestic palaces.
"Princess".
Ma Gege looked up and saw her senior brother.
"Senior brother."
Sword Pavilion has lax rules, and its leader, Zhang Tianqiu, dotes on his disciples, so the disciples live in harmony without any strict hierarchical structure.
So even when her senior brother called her, Ma Gege didn't get up; she just called out to others.
The eldest brother simply stood aside and watched her wipe her sword.
"We're going to have new junior brothers and sisters," the senior brother said.
“I know, Master has been talking about it for the past few days. I don’t know how he sensed it, but he insisted that there’s a genius with a high talent for swordsmanship in some place in the north,” Ma Gege muttered.
"Yes, he finalized the location this morning and left immediately."
"This morning?" Ma Gege raised her head, clearly surprised. "Master left this morning?"
Ma Gege considers herself to be very hardworking, getting up early to practice swordsmanship, but she has never met a master who left the Sword Pavilion, so her master must have been there before her.
"Master left before dawn?"
"Yes, I gave it to him." The senior brother gently patted Ma Gege's head. "Junior sister will have junior brothers and sisters soon, and Gege will be a senior sister."
Ma Gege puffed out her cheeks, "Senior sister or junior sister, it doesn't matter!"
“Your master dotes on you the most, and I’m afraid you’ll feel disappointed.”
“I’m not that petty!” Ma Gege glanced at him with displeasure.
For Ma Gege, her master Zhang Tianqiu was special.
He was the first person she reached out and grasped from a pile of corpses, the first glimmer of hope she saw in despair. Not to mention that after she joined the Immortal Sect, Zhang Tianqiu personally raised and taught her, acting like a father to her. Although Ma Gege usually called him "Old Qiu'er," she respected Zhang Tianqiu from the bottom of her heart.
She was the youngest and a genius, so her senior brothers and sisters all gave in to her. Her eldest brother came this time to give her a heads-up, because the psychological gap and change in status were not something she could accept all at once.
“If new junior brothers and sisters come…” Ma Gege sheathed her sword, “I will do my best to guide them and be a good senior sister, just like the senior brothers and sisters did before!” She grinned, revealing eight clean and neat teeth.
“We all believe in Princess.” The eldest brother laughed along.
"Senior brother, is that place far away? When will Master be back?"
"I don't know." The eldest brother pondered for a moment. "With war and natural disasters, the roads are difficult to travel. Master is kind-hearted, so he will inevitably be delayed on the road. When he arrives, he will have to search for him. It will take him at least ten days to half a month to return."
"It's been so long..." Ma Gege said, resting her chin on her hand.
"What's wrong? You already miss Master after he just left?" the eldest brother teased.
"No way!" Ma Gege pouted. "I was just expressing my feelings!" Her mood somber. "The situation is bad right now. The struggle between immortals and demons has reached its peak. Although no one says it, you can feel the panic within the immortal sects. Some of the mountain strongholds have decided to move to the coast, since they can escape to the islands if something really happens."
She sighed, "Many immortals have gone out, and now Old Ball has gone out too. I'm just a little worried..."
"Worried about the demonic cultivators pressing in?"
Ma Gege nodded slowly, "Although many mountains are for cultivating immortality, their combat capabilities are not strong. There are a lot of random people cultivating all sorts of things. The only ones that can fight are our Sword Pavilion and a few smaller pavilions."
The eldest brother knew this all too well, but he couldn't say anything discouraging. "We have our Sword Pavilion! The Sword Pavilion has 9,999 swords. One sword can kill one demonic cultivator. I'm afraid there won't be enough demonic cultivators to go around!"
Hearing her senior brother's words, Ma Gege covered her mouth and laughed, "Senior brother is just talking nonsense!"
"How could I talk nonsense? If any demonic cultivators dare to come, I'll show them what it means to come and never return!"
Ma Gege's worries vanished instantly. "Senior brother, you're right!" she clenched her fist. "Our Sword Pavilion is the strongest!"
"If the demonic cultivators dare to invade, we will show them the power of the Sword Pavilion!"
Looking into Ma Gege's bright eyes, her senior brother also clenched his fist, "Yes, we are the best!"
The two senior and junior disciples were full of fighting spirit when suddenly the identity tokens on their waists vibrated violently, and at the same time, a piercing alarm sounded throughout the entire immortal sect.
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