Thousand Sword Mountain

"Because I devoted myself single-mindedly to arduous cultivation?"

"Then I'm afraid you'll be disappointed... The reason I secluded myself for a hundred years of arduous cultivation wasn't some all-or-nothing, sink-or-swim gamble. It was... because I'm immortal!"

Aaron watched White Phoenix Fairy's sword light and silently complained to himself, but did not say it aloud.

Several months later.

Thousand Sword Mountain.

This mountain range gathered a thousand peaks, each one straight as a sword, bearing the force to pierce the heavens!

More importantly, it stood atop a top-grade spirit vein. Even across the whole of Great Qian, its spiritual energy concentration ranked among the finest!

The colossal sect of Shu Province, one of Great Qian's ten greatest sects—the Book Mountain Sword Pavilion—was situated amid these countless sword-like peaks.

This day.

Aaron transformed into a streak of light and, following the route map White Phoenix Fairy had given him, arrived before the mountain gate of the Book Mountain Sword Pavilion.

Below Sword Unbinding Pool, a narrow goat trail, as if carved by knives and axes, ran through the black mountain rock that gleamed with the color of metal.

"Visitor, halt!"

The two Foundation Establishment sword cultivators receiving guests beneath the gate tower saw that Aaron's flight was exceedingly swift, clearly marking him as a Core Formation cultivator, yet they showed no fear.

Aaron halted his flight and landed before Sword Unbinding Pool. Calmly, he said, "I am Shen Fei. At White Phoenix Fairy's invitation, I have come to serve as a guest elder and deacon..."

That Foundation Establishment cultivator hurriedly bowed. "So it is Martial Uncle Shen... Since Martial Uncle was able to enter the bounds of Thousand Sword Mountain without being attacked by the Myriad Swords Return to Origin Grand Formation, your mana aura has evidently already been remembered by the