Master and Disciple's First Meeting

Um...

Chi Jiuyu kept her expression neutral as she followed Bie Xuening to the fish pond.

Bie Xuening took out a handful of fish food and scattered it into the pond, prompting the nine Spirit Fish within to scramble for it as water splashed everywhere.

Master had gone ages without feeding the fish again.

She might as well have eaten them sooner. At least then they could have found release sooner.

Chi Jiuyu could not help grumbling inwardly.

But soon, as she watched the Spirit Fish leaping up to compete for food, her gaze sharpened.

Hiss—

Those scales, those lines, these fish...

Weren't they the very fish Master had given her, only for her to eat them?!

In other words, at this point in time, she had not yet become Master's disciple.

But it could not be too far from the time she had set out, considering Master was already raising these nine Spirit Fish.

And combined with what Master had said earlier—that Martial Uncle would emerge from seclusion soon, after more than nineteen hundred years—then now...

Following Bie Xuening as she finished feeding the Spirit Fish and headed out of the bamboo grove, Chi Jiuyu gradually formed a suspicion.

When she saw that Bie Xuening did not return to the Sword Venerable Hall, but instead continued down the mountain, that suspicion became certainty.

Sure enough!

As far as she knew, during the two thousand years Martial Uncle had been in seclusion, Master had rarely left the Sword Venerable Hall.

More than nineteen hundred years!

If nothing unexpected happened...

Chi Jiuyu followed close behind Bie Xuening, step for step.

Before long, she followed her to a secluded bamboo grove in a corner of the Sword Sect's Inner Gate.

After walking along a path paved with bluestone slabs, they arrived before