Myriad Sword Tomb
Outside the Myriad Sword Wall, Ximen Wan'er was speaking with the Green-robed Old Man.
"I've never heard of a Li Muxian from the Black Crow Star Domain. I don't know whether there's anything suspicious about his background." The Green-robed Old Man furrowed his brow.
"Anyone who draws the Broken Sword can comprehend the Myriad Sword Wall. That was a rule set by our founding patriarch. All these years, we've used the Myriad Sword Convention to recruit many powerful Sword Cultivators and talented disciples. You're worrying too much, Senior Brother." Ximen Wan'er replied dismissively.
The Green-robed Old Man shook his head. "Things are different now. I'm worried Li Muxian might be a Demonic Dao Cultivator. The Demonic Dao has spies in every faction, even in our Myriad Sword Sect. Fortunately, the Supreme Elder discovered them, but one of them managed to steal a Myriad Sword Token. That's the key to entering the Myriad Sword Tomb."
At the mention of the Myriad Sword Tomb, his expression grew agitated.
"What's done is done. What can we do about it? You're worried Li Muxian will damage the Myriad Sword Wall, aren't you? Don't worry. It's a Spiritually Connected Magic Treasure refined by our founding patriarch and True Lord Tian Xu, and it's protected by an Archaic Divine Restriction. There's no way he can destroy it." Ximen Wan'er replied dismissively.
"Regardless, Li Muxian showed up at the worst possible time. If not for our ancestral rules, I wouldn't want to let him in at all. Forget it. We'll keep a close eye on him and make sure he doesn't cause any trouble." The Green-robed Old Man sighed.
A hundred thousand li from Qingjian Mountain, a verdant peak rose into the sky. A Red Palace, more than ten zhang tall, stood atop it.