After a long while, neither of them spoke, making the atmosphere somewhat awkward. However, Wan Tiancheng had come with a mission, and he quickly adjusted himself. Looking at Xiang Yang, he slowly said,
"Heavenly Blade, Wan Tiancheng came to find you this time at my master's instruction. He asked me to ask whether you still remembered what you promised him that day?"
Xiang Yang nodded slightly. This was more or less what he had expected. The gap between Wan Tiancheng and him was immense; he had not come here for himself, but either on Shui Wuhen's behalf or Wan Dongliu's. It now seemed to be Shui Wuhen.
A trace of solemnity appeared on his resolute face. Scenes from the day he had met the Dragon King, Shui Wuhen, flashed through his mind, finally settling upon a copy of the Water Essence Inscription Divine Skill. That was the reward the Dragon King had given him. He would not forget it.
"From what you say, has the Dragon King formally allied himself with the demonic sects and prepared to strike at Yongzhou's martial world? So he sent you to find me and stop him, is that right?"
Shui Wuhen had clawed his way up from the bottom. The reason he had reached his present standing, aside from his extraordinary talent, was the patron who had promoted him in his early years. That patron had hoped Shui Wuhen would protect the land and bring peace to its people, using his martial arts to benefit the martial world. For many years, Shui Wuhen had acted according to that man's expectations.
Yet Shui Wuhen was ultimately not the kind of great hero who lived for his country and people. His single-minded devotion to martial arts meant that the martial path stood above all else in