Late at night, the Cui Family was still brimming with jubilation.
The Cui clansmen who had previously taken refuge in the Golden Luo Secret Realm had all learned of tonight's victory and returned to the clan grounds.
Joy and excitement were impossible to conceal on every face.
When Old Blind Man returned to the pavilion where he was staying, he saw Su Yi reclining lazily in a Rattan Chair, drinking alone, utterly relaxed and composed.
"Master Su, I heard that the Cui Family used the power of Dao Xing left behind by the Xuan Jun Sword Master to wipe out the invading enemies in one stroke tonight!"
Old Blind Man could not hide his excitement. When speaking of the Xuan Jun Sword Master, his eyes revealed even greater reverence and admiration.
Su Yi gave an absent-minded grunt.
"Master Su, what do you make of tonight's events?"
Old Blind Man could not help asking.
Like Cui Jingyan, he strongly suspected that Su Yi was a descendant of the Xuan Jun Sword Master.
Yet seeing Su Yi react with such indifference, he could not help finding it strange.
"It was just a trivial matter. What is there to make such a fuss over?"
Su Yi said casually.
He was mulling over something. Once he met Cui Chang'an, he intended to make another trip to the Judgment Division Ruins.
First, he needed to suppress those old monsters again.
Second, he wanted to see what exactly the Nine Netherworld Crow and the Dark Night Underworld Guard had gone to the Judgment Division Ruins to seek tonight.
"A trivial matter..."
Old Blind Man was stunned for a moment, then said in deep agreement, "Master Su is absolutely right. For a mythical figure like the Xuan Jun Sword Master, even just a portion of the Dao