Late at night.
Su Yi feasted and drank with his three disciples from his past life, and as they spoke of bygone days, they all felt deeply moved.
The past was like smoke. Now that master and disciples had reunited, they had already weathered the vicissitudes of countless years and were utterly different from before.
Yet though seas had turned to mulberry fields, the people remained. There was no better thing than getting drunk once in this mortal world.
"That Ling Wenxuan spoke of one sect producing three Heavenly Emperors. His ambition was certainly no small thing."
Speaking of Eternal Emperor Seats, Su Yi could not help but smile.
He had long made plans. In the future, Lixin Sword House would have Heavenly Emperors as well—and more than one!
Furthermore, although its ancestral home had been destroyed, he would arrange an even greater ancestral home for Lixin Sword House in the future.
Su Yi possessed a ready-made "Square Inch Mountain Ancestral Home," which could be brought out and used as Lixin Sword House's ancestral home.
Square inch meant the heart.
Lixin meant tempering one's state of mind.
The inheritances of the two lineages differed, yet both were connected to honing the heart.
In the future, Lixin Sword House disciples could likewise inherit Square Inch Mountain's lineage and pass down its flame.
Naturally, Su Yi did not say any of this.
Before something was done, he had never liked empty talk.
Once it was done, there would be no need to say anything. Everyone would understand what he had accomplished.
After the banquet ended, Su Yi went to the twelfth floor of the Sword Testing Pagoda.
"Still going to the thirteenth floor?"
The Primordial Sword Demon was already quite familiar with Su Yi and asked with a smile.
Su Yi nodded.