"Your presence here at our invitation to attend this Sword Sacrifice truly brings glory to Sword Worship Manor..."
Ao Tian, the current master of Sword Worship Manor, stood on the manor's training grounds, addressing the gathered martial artists with high spirits written all over his face.
Ao Tian was only around twenty, making him of the same generation as Feng and Yun, Duan Lang, and Jian Chen.
Back when the previous manor master had gone traveling with Madam Ao, they encountered Sword Demon, who coveted Madam Ao's beauty. The previous manor master was brutally slain, and Madam Ao had only managed to save her son's life by threatening him with her own.
Yet after Ao Tian grew up, he paid no attention whatsoever to that old grudge. Instead, he wanted to use Sword Demon, this peerless expert, to command the martial world.
Feeling the power of answering a call and having followers gather like clouds, Ao Tian was as exhilarated as if he had eaten honey.
He knew everyone was here for the Peerless Sword, but as long as his plan succeeded, he would sooner or later truly command the martial world, restore Sword Worship Manor to glory, and become one of the foremost overlords under heaven.
"Quit talking about all that nonsense and get to the point already."
"Exactly. We didn't come all this way to listen to some snot-nosed brat yap."
"..."
However, just as Ao Tian was basking in triumph, quite a few of the gathered martial artists showed him no respect at all.
Well, Ao Tian was still young and had never seen much of the world. His smugness was practically written across his face.
The cocky way he spoke was deeply unpleasant.
Everyone had come for the sword, not to watch some child play at