Time flew like a shuttle, and forty years passed in the blink of an eye.
Eastern Wasteland, Taiyi Immortal Sect.
In a certain secret chamber, Wang Qingshan sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion. An Azure Lotus hovered above his head, while nine Azure Lotuses flew erratically around him, accompanied by an endless chorus of sword cries.
Wang Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes, a faint green light shooting from them. The ten Azure Lotuses spun rapidly, and a violent gale abruptly rose.
"Nascent Soul Late Stage. I've finally reached this step."
Wang Qingshan exhaled a breath of stale air, a hint of delight appearing on his face.
With a wave of one hand, the ten Azure Lotuses transformed into ten Azure Flying Swords, which stabbed into the ground before him.
The Azure Lotus Sword stood in the center, while nine Azure Glass Swords were divided between the two sides. Each Azure Glass Sword let out a resounding sword cry and trembled without pause, as if celebrating Wang Qingshan's breakthrough into the Nascent Soul Late Stage.
"So many years have passed. I wonder whether Ninth Uncle and Ninth Aunt have returned."
Wang Qingshan muttered to himself, shaking his sleeve and putting away the ten Flying Swords.
He left his residence and formed a sword art with his fingers. A dazzling expanse of Azure Sword Light suddenly surged beneath him, carrying him toward the sky.
He planned to pay his respects to Carefree Swordmaster and ask about the situation in Eastern Fence World while he was there.
Before long, Wang Qingshan arrived at Carefree Swordmaster's residence. Just then, a peculiar fragrance drifted into his nose.
At first, it smelled much like blood and fish. After examining it carefully, he found it resembled sandalwood, with what seemed to be the scent of medicine mixed