The Sword God had yet to make his appearance when Su Mushen came out first.
He walked side by side with Long Aotian, the two of them chatting and laughing, talking cheerfully the whole way.
Long Aotian praised him. "Divine Sword Villa changing its name to Hidden Dragon Villa shows that Senior Sword God cares nothing for empty fame and is indifferent to status and profit—the bearing of a true immortal!"
"Hidden Dragon Villa seeks no power in the martial world. We ask only for peace in our corner of the land, to cultivate ourselves, temper our nature, and pursue the peak of martial arts."
"Senior Disciple Brother inherited Senior Sword God's mantle. You are the face of the manor, praised by everyone in the martial world and admired by all. Aotian's admiration for Senior Disciple Brother is beyond words."
"Ah! We're brothers, you and I. No need for these polite formalities." Su Mushen held Long Aotian's hand. "That little misunderstanding just now—please don't take it to heart, dear brother."
"Not at all." Long Aotian's expression was gentle. "To have such a destined connection with Senior Brother Mushen is this foolish younger brother's fortune. However, Senior Disciple Brother's minor ailment of blocked qi must not be delayed. You must take the medicine on schedule according to my prescription. As long as you regulate it properly, within three months, you'll recover completely with no lingering issues."
"Dear brother, your divine medical skills are truly astonishing and enviable. Since you've come to the manor this time, no matter what, you must stay for a few more days. We brothers can exchange more and learn from each other."
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare," Long Aotian said modestly. "But I heard that Divine Sword Sect martial arts are not easily passed on to