Sword Venerable's Disciple Was the Sword Emperor

Lin Tianxiao felt his throat tighten and his heart pound wildly. He remembered his son's miraculous rise over the years, his incredible ability to fight opponents above his level, and his unfathomably profound Sword Dao... So that was it! Such a mighty figure had been standing behind him all along! With Senior Xuanyu personally teaching him, everything finally made sense!

But at the same time, an even deeper worry quietly stirred. The whirlpool Hao'er had been swept into seemed far deeper and wider than they had imagined! Even someone as formidable as Senior Xuanyu was involved...

Ye Wan'er felt differently. After her initial shock, an indescribable pride and sense of relief welled up inside her. So Hao'er hadn't been entirely alone, struggling in another world. He had such a powerful, legendary master to protect and guide him! As his mother, she had been carrying a weight in her heart for so long, and now it had finally lifted halfway. When she looked at Xuanyu, her instinctive awe had given way to deep gratitude.

"I... I see!" Lin Tianxiao let out a long breath, trying to calm his turbulent emotions. Then he clasped his hands and bowed solemnly to Xuanyu once more. "This junior had no idea Hao'er was your esteemed disciple. Please forgive my earlier disrespect. Thank you for nurturing and protecting Hao'er!"

This time, his bow was more sincere, and came more truly from the heart.

Xuanyu waved a hand, unconcerned. "All right, all right. Don't bother with all that empty ceremony. That brat is my disciple. Teaching and protecting him is only natural. You two have been through a lot, though. When you see Han Feng and Lin Zhengguo, give them my regards."

His casual attitude actually helped Lin Tianxiao and Ye Wan'er relax a little. It seemed