Liver Become Mortal Sword Immortal, With Maxed-Out Proficiency, Section 658

Black Stone Cult Master suddenly remembered something. His gaze froze, and the documents in his hands slipped to the floor.

"Mister?"

"If they're under a thousand years old, then they might be the mister's disciples or descendants?"

At that moment, he seemed to understand.

But then his eyes lit up.

If that was the case, he could establish a connection with the mister. The last time the mister left, he had been left to shoulder the immense pressure alone.

The pressure was still there, but if he could get on the mister's good side, he wouldn't have to worry about danger erupting at any moment.

Hundred Treasures Pavilion.

Black Stone Cult Master's thoughts gradually began to stir.

He would wait and see.

"Summon Ming Zhu."

"Yes."

"Your name is Xue Mingzhu?" Yun Shu looked at the person before him, a little surprised.

"Yes. The Cult Master ordered me to come and protect you," the young man in front of him said.

He was a handsome youth with red lips and pearly teeth, hardly looking like a disciple of the demonic path.

But judging by his strength, he was at Mid-stage Dao Integration!

Yun Shu had no idea how many years Black Stone Cult Master had spent cultivating this trump card. Even when the Divine Cult had taken action back then, he hadn't seen this person. Still, his strength had genuinely surprised Yun Shu.

Seventh Realm.

"How long did the Cult Master say you should protect me?" Yun Shu asked.

"The Cult Master didn't specify, but probably until you no longer need me," the young man replied.

Yun Shu shook his head slightly but said nothing more.

Black Stone Cult Master might have sent him here to investigate Yun Shu's identity, but that didn't matter. Hundred Treasures Pavilion couldn't find out