"It's not an inconvenience at all."

"The houses in Jianfeng are for disciples to live in. You are not from Qingyun Sect, so it is naturally inconvenient for you."

"Then Xiao He and I can just live together. When she sent me home before, we always lived in the same room!"

"What!" Song Jinzhi slightly widened his eyes, his heart was in turmoil, but he still said righteously, "That won't work either. This is Qingyun Sect, and there are Qingyun Sect rules."

"It's really strange. You are not a disciple of Qingyun Sect. Why are you talking to me about the rules of Qingyun Sect? You are too lenient!"

A Yuan muttered.

Song Jinzhi only felt the veins on his forehead throbbing. He always believed that force could not solve problems, but now he wanted to fight with A Yuan here.

"What are you doing? You want to fight?"

A Yuan looked at Song Jinzhi's extremely angry expression. In the mermaid tribe, it was normal for males to fight for their beloved females. Thinking that if he won against this annoying human, he would never be able to show up in front of Xiao He again, A Yuan immediately rubbed his hands and said, "Come on, let's fight!"

"Come on, hit me if you want, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Yun Qianshan shook her head as she heard the noise coming from behind her. Young people are still too impulsive. As a result, when she turned around, she saw that the figure that she was supposed to be hugging was gone.

Sheng He's voice could be heard faintly from mid-air: "Senior Sister, Master is back. I'm going to refine my natal sword, so I'll go back to Jianfeng first!"

Yun Qianshan: ...

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"Refine your own natal sword?"

Tianyu looked at Jinglan who was walking away angrily in front of him, pinched his eyebrows in annoyance, stopped and looked at Shenghe.

"In a few days, the Wuling Valley will be opened. Many cultivators will go there. It's a good time for you to refine your natal sword, but have you thought it through? Most sword cultivators only have one sword in their lifetime."

Sheng He nodded, then scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Um... Master, I was recovering from my injuries a few days ago, and then you went down the mountain, so I didn't have the chance to talk to you."

Sheng He took out a snow-white hilt from the storage ring, turned his head away guiltily, not daring to look into Tian Yu's eyes.

"What is this?"

"This is……"

"Wait a minute." Tian Yu reached out his hand, took the hilt from Sheng He and examined it carefully. After a while, his expression changed, "Is this Ao Shuang?"

Tianyu said, making a gesture: "Isn't Aoshuang's sword that long? Why is there only this much left?"

"Ao Shuang is broken."

Sheng He hesitated and told everything that happened in the inn that night.

“Master, I can’t beat her, and Ao Shuang was also broken by her. Am I useless?”

"Shut up!"

Tian Yu's face was gloomy. He glanced at the remaining hilt of the sword in his hand, then looked at Sheng He who lowered his head. He sighed softly and placed his hand on Sheng He's head.

"Why didn't you tell me when you were in danger? Xiaohe, you've grown up, but I'm your master. I don't know what happened to you, but with me, you don't have to be so competitive."

"You are only seventeen years old. You don't have to work so hard at such a young age. You should think about practicing well every day, and what to eat and what to play after practicing, just like Mu Yao and Yun Qianshan."

"You still have a lot of time to do what you want to do. Seventeen years old, in the middle stage of the Golden Core, sounds good, but if you didn't say this to me today, I wouldn't even know that so many things have happened to you."

"Xiao He, you are still young. You don't have to chase time or be afraid of anyone. I am your master. No matter what happens, I will be there to protect you."

"But Master, I..."

"If Aoshuang is broken, it's broken! Although it is precious, it is just a sword after all. It is not worth mentioning compared to your life!"

Tianyu closed his eyes and took several breaths to calm down. He gently stroked Sheng He's head and tried to make his voice sound soft: "Xiao He, I often wonder if I am a competent master. How come I don't even know what happened to my apprentice."

"Come on, Xiao He, your uncle Jing Lan will not forgive me today anyway, so tell me where you went, what you did, and who you met after you came down the mountain, okay?"

"Master."

Sheng He looked up at Tian Yu, her eyes gradually becoming moist. Although Tian Yu was always laughing and took good care of her practice and life, this was the first time she heard Tian Yu say these things.

At this moment, all her anxieties after her rebirth and her fear of not being able to change her fate in the future seemed to be soothed.

In the sunshine, she raised the corners of her mouth, sat on the grass and talked to her master about her six years of life in the mountains. Tianyu listened quietly and agreed with her from time to time.

It was not until the sun gradually set that Sheng He finished the last sentence with a dry mouth.

"That's right. That's why I rushed back as soon as I saw the sound transmission note you gave me, Master."

Tianyu was silent for a long time before he stood up, smiled and patted Shenghe's shoulder.

"You are worthy of being my disciple. You have survived all these hardships. This is just like me!"

"Well, it's getting late, and I have things to do. You can go back first. Leave the forging of the natal sword to Master. I will forge a sword that is most suitable for you."

"Thank you, Master."

Sheng He also stood up, but before he could bow to Tian Yu, the figure disappeared in front of him.

Probably he went to appease Uncle Jinglan.

Sheng He smiled gently, inexplicably feeling much more relaxed, and walked back to the cabin holding the hilt of the sword.

Seven Killings Pavilion.

Tian Yu kicked open the door of the Seven Killing Pavilion headquarters with a cold face, and countless killers immediately appeared in the dark. They stared at Tian Yu closely, but Tian Yu seemed unaware and sat at the head of the hall like a boss.

"I am Tianyu from the Sword Peak of the Qingyun Sect. Call out your Pavilion Master!"

An assassin walked out of the secret door. He glanced at the countless assassins' corpses piled outside the door, then looked at Tian Yu calmly. When he found that he could not see through Tian Yu's cultivation level, he immediately responded respectfully, "Yes." and retreated.

After a while, a middle-aged man in a golden robe walked in from outside the door. He winked at the person next to him, and that person waved his hand. Immediately, someone dealt with the bodies outside the door.

The middle-aged man laughed and clasped his fists as he walked into the hall. "So you are Elder Tianyu from Qingyun Sect. I have heard of your great name for a long time. However, Qisha Pavilion has never had any dealings with Qingyun Sect. Why did Elder Tianyu think of coming to visit me?"

"No contact?"

Tianyu slowly opened his folding fan, raised his eyelids and looked at the Pavilion Master: "I heard that someone hired a killer from the Seven Killings Pavilion to kill my apprentice. I heard that even my apprentice's sword was broken?"