The White Rainbow Sword Pavilion was one of the thirteen Heavenly Sovereign factions in Wenzhou.
It merely ranked at the bottom. It was said that long ago, a group of Heavenly Sovereign sword cultivators from the sect had mobilized in full force to slay demons, only to encounter a great calamity. Only one escaped; all the other Heavenly Sovereigns perished.
That Heavenly Sovereign sword cultivator who had escaped alive was the scruffy, frail little old man before him.
Last year, Su Yi had gone out traveling many times.
By chance, during one demon-slaying operation, he had encountered this little old man who called himself the White Rainbow Sword Pavilion's sole Old Ancestor.
At the time, the old man had been exceedingly enthusiastic, shouting, "Vanquishing demons and exterminating devils is what good men of our generation should do! Little friend, your swordsmanship in slaying that great demon did not pale beside this old man's in the slightest. Why not return to the White Rainbow Sword Pavilion with this old man and cultivate?"
Su Yi had not known whether to laugh or cry, and he refused without hesitation.
Who would have thought that this little old man would cling to him like chewing gum, pestering him relentlessly and exhausting every means to recruit him into the White Rainbow Sword Pavilion?
He had even promised that one day, he would have Su Yi shoulder the great responsibility of becoming the White Rainbow Sword Pavilion's sect master!
After that, whenever Su Yi went traveling, this little old man would appear like an inescapable Yin Soul.
Wherever Su Yi went, he followed.
When Su Yi drank, he would praise him. "Sword cultivators have four great delights: slaying demons, drinking wine, wielding swords against the wind, and crying out when encountering injustice!
"Drinking is good! It