At Taiyi Immortal Sect, in a secluded courtyard.
Carefree Swordmaster was saying something to Wang Qingshan, whose brows were slightly furrowed.
"Qingshan, what is so good about staying with your family? Under Ancestor Siji's protection, our sect's influence spans the Eastern Fence World, and our strength is formidable. If you enter our sect, you can still protect your family. As your master, I am the peak master of the Thousand Swords Lineage. More than ninety percent of the sect's Sword Cultivators must obey my commands. Enter the sect, and in the future, I will support you in becoming the peak master of the Thousand Swords Lineage. What do you think?"
Carefree Swordmaster's tone was brimming with temptation.
"Master, even if you told me this ten thousand times, my answer would remain the same. I cultivate the Sword Dao for my family. If I entered Taiyi Immortal Sect and my family faced trouble, I would be unable to return in time. That was never my original intention in learning the sword. I learned the sword to protect my clansmen from harm, not to climb to a position of power."
Wang Qingshan's expression was calm, as though he were discussing something utterly insignificant.
Carefree Swordmaster was about to say something more, but Wang Qingshan cut him off.
"Enough. A fake is a fake. No matter how much you resemble Master, you only share his appearance. My master is not someone greedy for power, and I have no interest in power either."
Wang Qingshan flicked his sleeve, and a vast swath of azure sword qi flew out, engulfing Carefree Swordmaster's body.
His vision blurred, and he suddenly found himself amidst crumbling walls and ruins. Countless clansmen lay in pools of blood, while cries of battle soared into the heavens.
The sobbing of the