"Master had ascended to the Immortal Realm. Now, Shushan relied on just a few of us to support it. You wield the Heavenly Strike Sword and bear the heavy responsibility of protecting Shushan." Jiang Hao looked at Li Yingqi.
Li Yingqi nodded. "I know, Senior Disciple Brother. Ever since you set up the cultivation technique stone array in the training grounds, Yingqi has never slacked off for a moment these past ten years."
"How is Lian Xing? Has he come to understand? Only when the Heavenly Thunder Twin Swords unite can they unleash their greatest power. With only the Heavenly Strike Sword or the Thunder Flame Sword, we cannot deal with an old monster like the Blood Demon You Quan," Jiang Hao asked.
When Li Yingqi heard Jiang Hao mention Lian Xing, she unconsciously pursed her lips.
"Ten years have passed, and he is still muddleheaded. He carries a broken sword around all day and runs wild through the mountains of Shushan." Li Yingqi was utterly speechless about her disciple.
"You are his master. You need to teach him."
"I have taught him, but he simply refuses to listen," Li Yingqi said irritably.
Jiang Hao thought for a moment. "Come, go find Lian Xing with me."
He raised his hand and calculated with his fingers, locating Lian Xing. Then the two of them rose into the air and flew into Shushan. The Shushan Mountains stretched for thousands of miles, their layered peaks shrouded in drifting clouds and mist. The mountains lay hidden within dense spiritual fog, with the occasional cry of birds and apes echoing through them.
In a mountain hollow stood a vast peach grove, home to a troop of monkeys that had gained spiritual awareness. The valley was exceedingly lively at the moment. A bald humanoid figure with