Inside the silver Speaker's High Tower, on the top floor.
Liu Yu, Liu Yang, Mo Ruyan, Mo Buyu, and even Liu Yingying were there.
Liu Yu stood by the window, holding the eerie red longblade, his expression tense.
Liu Yang and Mo Buyu sat on the sofa, holding each other's hands tightly.
Across from them, Mo Buyu sat expressionlessly, while Liu Yingying looked around with her wide, bright eyes.
Of everyone there, she was the most bewildered. She'd been sleeping soundly after completing the third stage of the Harvesting and Refining Method when her parents had suddenly woken her and brought her here to see her Senior Martial Uncle.
"Senior Brother Mo, what happened?"
Her cultivation was too low, so the wave of pressure that had spread earlier hadn't affected her.
Mo Buyu glanced at his Martial Uncle without thinking, only to find him glaring at him.
"..."
I told you, I didn't do anything!
Mo Buyu nearly burst into tears.
His master had only made things worse with all his explanations that day, and had completely dragged him into it.
"Founder Ancestor has emerged from seclusion," Mo Buyu finally answered Liu Yingying.
"Founder Ancestor?" Liu Yingying blinked, not understanding at first.
"Founder Ancestor founded the Great Desert Blade Sect. The world honors him as the 'Blade Venerable,'" Mo Buyu continued.
"The Blade Venerable?"
Liu Yingying was about to ask another question.
Whoosh—
A tall, imposing man appeared out of thin air, holding a longblade, his bearing upright and commanding.
Liu Yang's expression changed. He and Mo Ruyan hurried to their feet, while Liu Yu, who stood by the window, and Mo Buyu also didn't dare show the slightest disrespect.
He even pulled Liu Yingying up with him.
Everyone bowed together.
"Greetings, Founder Ancestor!"
"Rise. There's no need for such