Jun Changxiao dearly wanted to obtain the Xuanyuan Divine Sword. Never mind how powerful the weapon was; at the very least, it would mean inheriting Gu Xuanyuan's will once again.
From the Guixu Sword Saint, he learned that the little girl was called Xi Jingxuan—the very same name as Palace Mistress Xi. Combined with the fact that the latter seemed to be concealing some identity, he concluded there might be a connection.
As it turned out...
He had overthought it.
"Ah."
Jun Changxiao thought to himself, How could there be so many coincidences in this world, all of them happening to me?
The system seized the chance to tease him. "For the host to realize that, truly is rare and precious."
"Sect Master Jun."
Xi Jingxuan stepped forward two paces and asked, "Is this the sword you mentioned?"
"Yes."
"Can I take it down?"
"Absolutely don't—"
Before Jun Changxiao could finish, his eyes widened. Xi Jingxuan had already taken the Xuanyuan Divine Sword into her hands, gently stroking the patterns carved upon its scabbard.
She!
Actually!
Had taken it down with effortless ease!
"This..." The Guixu Sword Saint gaped, then rejoiced wildly. "She is the fated person Senior Gu was waiting for!"
Bu-knowing Master had once cast a divination for him, saying that before long, the Xuanyuan Divine Sword would await its fated person. At first, he had thought it was Jun Changxiao. Only now did he realize that the fated person was her!
"Hahaha!"
With old tears streaming down his face, Jian Guixu threw back his head and laughed. "Senior Gu, I, Jian Guixu, have not failed your trust!"
Back then, Gu Xuanyuan had merely entrusted his disciple to him, yet he had willingly taken on the responsibility of guarding the Xuanyuan Divine Sword. Now that the fated person