"Elder Ye, you've been stuck at the bottleneck of the Ninth Tribulation for a long time. Once I'm gone, you'll be going into seclusion at Sword Gate, so you must look after the sect." Wan Jianlai spoke with unusual gravity. Ye Yunqiu's expression turned solemn as he cupped his hands and said, "Yes, Sect Master."
It was only a short sentence, and it sounded like nothing much to anyone else. But when I heard it, it carried a completely different meaning. Ye Yunqiu was the First Elder, but if he had no connection with Wan Jianlai, there would have been no reason for Wan Jianlai to entrust the sect's heavy burden to him. It seemed the rumors had once again been proven true. Could what Mu Zhongping had said really be true?
When I had first gone to the Linye Kingdom, Mu Zhongping had told me that Wan Jianlai had been born to him and an evil woman. The old monster valued his reputation above all else, and, afraid to acknowledge the woman, had killed her before bringing Ye Yunqiu back to Myriad Swords Gate to raise him. His position as an Attendant was merely a cover. Perhaps he was meant to inherit Myriad Swords Gate in the future.
At that thought, I suddenly remembered the box Mu Zhongping had given me. It was still in my luggage. But now that Wan Jianlai had taken the initiative to go after the Six Paths Divine Sword, there was no need for me to bring out the box. After all, who knew whether it was just a prank by that old devil Mu Zhongping? If it happened to anger Wan Jianlai, that would be no laughing matter.
So I planned to find somewhere deserted and open it in secret, or perhaps bring