Outside the Small Courtyard.
Two Qi Refining Middle Stage cultivators looked up at the formation enveloping the entire Small Courtyard and discussed it in low voices.
"The owner of this courtyard is far too mysterious. He keeps a Second Grade defensive formation active at all times, wasting so many Spirit Stones for nothing."
"Who knows what background he has? Like a divine dragon showing its head but never its tail, no one has ever seen him."
"Sigh, tell me, is it possible the courtyard owner already died in some Secret Realm somewhere, and that's why no cultivator has ever gone in or out?"
"If that's the case..."
One cultivator raised his brows at his companion, revealing a deeply meaningful look.
"Watch your tongue! You'd best not entertain that kind of thought!"
"This is under the Heaven Sword Sect, and the person behind this courtyard might well be a Heaven Sword Sect disciple. If you accidentally anger him, you may very well lose your life."
His companion looked around cautiously and urged him in a low voice.
Just as the two of them were about to leave, a clear voice suddenly came from behind them.
"Fellow Daoists, you've stopped in front of my courtyard gate. Could it be that you were waiting for me?"
The two were startled and turned to look. They saw a refined-looking cultivator smiling at them.
What shocked the two of them even more was the clothing the young man wore: it was none other than the Standard Issue Robe of a Heaven Sword Sect Outer Disciple.
"Please don't misunderstand, fellow Daoist. The two of us live not far from your Small Courtyard. We happened to pass by here and just happened to run into you returning."
One of them explained to Lu Xuan, his expression slightly