On the high platform, the old man from East Lin Sword Gate sighed helplessly. He had merely made up the difference between himself and the other three gate leaders. How could that qualify him as Four Lin Sword Leader? In every generation, the Four Lin Sword Leader had been nearly invincible in the way of the sword. A single strike could defeat the other three. But now, there was no way Lu Sizhan could defeat all three with one strike. He had only made up the difference.
Lu Feichen and the other two looked deathly pale. They bowed deeply to Lu Sizhan. "Greetings, Sword Leader." They had given Lu Sizhan their sword intents and would have to cultivate them anew. Of course, given their realms, rebuilding them would not be difficult.
But they no longer posed any threat to Lu Sizhan.
All around them, the people of Four Lin Sword Gate bowed. "Greetings, Sword Leader."
"Greetings, Sword Leader."
"Greetings..."
On the high platform, the four old men also rose and bowed. "Greetings, Sword Leader."
Lu Siyu remained bent in a bow, her heart torn. Her father had truly become Sword Leader, but this wasn't the kind of Sword Leader he wanted to be.
She felt a lump in her throat, stifled and frustrated. She desperately wanted to find Lu Yin and give him a piece of her mind.
Lu Yin smiled faintly. The condition had been fulfilled. The next six would surely be harder. Lu Siyu must have been quite displeased with him. He had no choice. If he hadn't done this, how else could he have pushed Lu Sizhan, the one holding everyone back, into the position?
Come to think of it, all he'd done was put Lu Sizhan in the position of Four Lin Sword Leader. It wasn't