Extreme Heaven Cliff, Ye Clan.
Ye Shaoying, the Ye Clan's patriarch, stood with his hands behind his back, quietly gazing beyond the mountain. Behind him stood a young man with a sinister, gloomy face.
"What a pity."
Ye Shaoying sighed, helplessness in his eyes. If True Person Demon-Sweeping had been of one heart with the Ye Clan, he would never have made such a move.
After all, how was this any different from cutting off one's own arm?
What a pity. Guangji was bound to offer himself to the Sword Dao sooner or later. Since that is so, it does not matter when he does it. Better to use him to secure more benefits for my Ye Clan.
After all, it was my Ye Clan that raised him step by step to where he is today. Without the Ye Clan's cultivation, he could never have attained his current cultivation and standing. And the greater and stronger the clan becomes, the more likely we will be to guide him back in the future. He should be quite willing as well.
Ye Shaoying quickly persuaded himself.
Or rather, this had always been the Sword Pavilion's way of operating. True Person Demon-Sweeping simply had never fit in with it, so now he had to be excluded.
"Ye Cheng."
Ye Shaoying looked at the young man beside him and said softly, "Guangji left no descendants in life. After his death, the No-Kill Sword and the like have no heir."
"I cannot stand by and watch his line be cut off."
"After today, offer incense in the clan genealogy and become Guangji's adopted son. I hope you will make good use of the No-Kill Sword and one day recreate Guangji's glory."
Ye Cheng immediately cupped his hands. His handsome face twisted with excitement, his eyes