Here, on the bank of a great river.
Seven or eight cultivators stood there, quietly gazing at Gu Qingshan.
Gu Qingshan looked around. Besides the river, he saw Several Peaks on the River.
Yes, this was Barren Cloud Heavenly Palace.
This was the place in Xie Daoling's dream.
"Stand up and speak," Xie Guhong said.
Gu Qingshan rose to his feet.
The grand cultivators began discussing him right in front of him, without the slightest hesitation.
"I've never seen a Three Thousand Worlds Realm cultivator this young."
"Indeed. To guess our arrangements from a single sentence—he's certainly sharp-witted."
"Old Xie, this kid is a sword cultivator. His Sword Intent feels like that of Barren Cloud Heavenly Palace. He's probably a junior from your sect."
"I think he's quite good, too. Why don't we settle on him?"
"No objections."
"No objections."
"Sounds good."
"I have no objections."
The grand cultivators quickly reached a decision.
Gu Qingshan had no idea what they were talking about.
Only then did Xie Guhong turn to him and ask with a smile, "Are you a disciple of Barren Cloud Heavenly Palace?"
"Yes," Gu Qingshan replied.
"Who is your master?"
"My master is your daughter—to be precise, I also once became your disciple in the Era Reflection."
Xie Guhong looked at him with uncertainty and fell silent for a moment.
Gu Qingshan suddenly drew his sword and thrust it at Xie Guhong.
It was an utterly ordinary-looking sword strike. Yet when Xie Guhong saw it, his eyes lit up.
He, too, drew a sword and met Gu Qingshan's attack.
Clang!
The two swords clashed with a crisp ring.
"The Thousand Two Hundred Swordplay Tactic, blooming all at once in the void—so you've already reached the end of the sword immortal's path. What comes next?"
"Master, you once