Great Bamboo Peak, Tian Ling'er

"Ding-dong!"

"Congratulations, you have overturned the Storyline of Immortal Execution, frightened off Daoist Cangsong, saved the people of Caomiao Village, and prevented Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu from being accepted as disciples of the Qingyun Sect. Reward: 290,000 points of Power of Faith. Reward: 290 Energy Value."

Qingyun Sect, Great Bamboo Peak, Back Mountain

Whoosh

Above a bamboo grove, a young woman wielded the Red Silk in her hand, dancing amid the forest.

No, she was not dancing. As the Red Silk swayed in her hand, the emerald bamboo around her was sliced apart and crashed to the ground. This woman's combat ability was not to be underestimated.

"Red Silk isn't used like that, Tian Ling'er."

"Who?"

The sudden crisp voice in the silent bamboo grove gave Tian Ling'er quite a fright.

Following the sound, Tian Ling'er saw a handsome young man sprawled lazily atop a huge rock fifty meters away, a stalk of straw hanging from his lips. In his hand, he held a banner over a meter taller than himself.

Tian Ling'er was slightly startled. A living person had been so close to her, yet she had failed to notice him.

Tian Ling'er studied Xiao Han, her delicate brows knitting as she called out warily, "Who are you? How did you get onto Great Bamboo Peak? And judging by the way you're dressed, you don't look like a disciple of the Qingyun Sect."

"Who am I?"

Xiao Han sat up from the boulder and said with a smile, "Listen carefully. I'm your grandmaster!"

Tian Ling'er frowned skeptically. "Grandmaster?"

Xiao Han nodded. "Mm."

"Uh!"

Tian Ling'er was stunned and looked Xiao Han over from head to toe. He was dressed like a wandering fortune-teller. The Black Banner in his hand bore seven large characters: "Rejoice in