Sword Sect's Stance

Ye Qiu had indeed given careful thought to making the Sword Sect his first stop.

There was no deep-seated blood feud between him and the Sword Sect.

There was only the matter concerning Li Xingchen.

Relatively speaking, their relationship was the easiest to reconcile.

Moreover, on the day he had clashed with the Sword Academy and the Dragon Clan, the Sword Sect had not kicked him while he was down. They had merely watched calmly from the sidelines. That represented the fact that the Sword Sect did not bear such intense hostility toward him.

"Thank you." Ye Qiu cupped his fists and followed the elder into the compound. They went deep inside along the path, walking for quite some time before entering the main building ahead.

Inside was a simple great hall, where many people were seated.

At the head sat an old man in blue robes.

Ye Qiu had seen this old man before. Back when he had gone with Li Xingchen to the Sword Sect to acknowledge his ancestry and return to his roots, they had encountered him.

But at that time, Ye Qiu's identity had been shrouded in mystery and the situation unclear. The Great Elder had feared him and had even helped him deal with some trouble.

Today, however, as Ye Qiu walked in, this Great Elder rose with a smile. This time, his smile was exceedingly gentle.

Yet that gentleness made Ye Qiu even more vigilant.

Something was wrong!

The Great Elder said, "I know your purpose. The Sword Sect can provide some assistance..."

Ye Qiu raised his head. "What does the Sword Sect want?"

The Great Elder smiled. "The Sword Sect wants nothing."

Ye Qiu fell silent.

Or rather, he grew tense.

Wanting nothing could mean wanting everything.

After pondering for a moment, he