With her back to Zhang Yunlu, Chi Jiuyu waited for a long time without hearing a sound. She quietly sent out her Divine Sense to take a look.
Zhang Yunlu stood motionless, her eyes shifting between light and shadow.
She seemed to be stunned.
Emm...
It was understandable that she hadn't processed such news after hearing it so suddenly.
Chi Jiuyu turned around. "Heh! Didn't see that coming, did you?"
"Mm. I didn't." Zhang Yunlu nodded.
She admitted it outright, leaving Chi Jiuyu smacking her lips.
"Actually, I think it would've worked better if you'd stayed silent just now and let me explain."
"Want to do it again?"
"No need."
Doing it all over again would be too stupid. She wasn't about to do something that dumb.
"So, the reason everyone in the Sword Sect calls you Little Martial Uncle Ancestor is that your master is actually..."
Zhang Yunlu looked up. Through the swirling clouds, she could just make out a corner of the Sword Sect's inner sect.
A vast, floating continent hung above the Sword Sect's outer sect, yet did not block the sunlight, as though it existed in another world.
Above the inner sect stood two of the tallest mountains. Their peaks had been sheared off, and two great halls stood atop them.
"That's right." Chi Jiuyu lifted her chin slightly. "I'm the Sword Venerable's first disciple."
That's right. I'm just that amazing!
So that was it!
Zhang Yunlu felt sure of it.
Little Martial Uncle Ancestor. A mission assigned by the Sword Venerable...
She had already guessed most of it when she first received the mission, but hearing Chi Jiuyu say it aloud still left her with an indescribable feeling.
Even in the many myths passed down to the present day, the Sword Venerable was a legendary