The Immortal Lost in the Mortal Realm
Sword Manor.
In a quiet room.
The Sword Manor Master personally boiled water and brewed tea. As he did, he kept stealing glances from the corner of his eye at the five-year-old immortal master seated across from him, his mind flashing again and again with the scene of himself, a sword-path Grandmaster, being defeated by this five-year-old immortal master in a single move.
Even the treasured sword that had accompanied him his entire life had snapped.
That treasured sword of his had followed him as he roamed the entire Liang Province martial world, and it had been illustrious even on Liang Province's weapon rankings. Yet in this Immortal's hands, it had been unable to withstand a single blow.
As for the age of five, the Sword Manor Master thought that this person might perhaps be an Immortal reincarnated.
He also remembered that his fifth disciple, Gu Jianchi, had once mentioned the rumor that this person had been able to speak the moment he was born. Any martial-world figure would not have believed such a rumor. After all, they had heard legends of Immortals, but had never seen one.
At that time, the Sword Manor Master had not believed it either. But when he thought of the sword wound on the White-Infant Demon's head, he felt there was some fate between him and that child from Wu Family Manor, so he had ordered Gu Jianchi to go five years later and take that child into Sword Manor as his own disciple.
Today, five years later, he had instead been given a tremendous surprise.
He really was an Immortal. Too powerful. He had defeated him, a Grandmaster, in a single move. Grandmasters were the strongest beings in the martial world.
Yet in the hands of