Sacred Blade Sect

"Go."

Ye Lin watched Taiyuan leave with his hands behind his back, unable to help but shake his head with a bitter smile. Then he returned to his residence and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.

For the next year, he could not leave Nameless Mountain by even half a step, not until everything had been settled.

Meanwhile, at the edge of Tianxu Prefecture, one of the Renwu Five Prefectures, the headquarters of a force known as the Sacred Blade Sect was incomparably lively.

Within a colossal mountain range stretching ten thousand miles, red silk hung everywhere. Rosy clouds filled the sky, while beautiful songs echoed throughout the mountains.

The disciples in the mountain range all wore festive, beaming smiles. In a great hall at the heart of the range sat five old men.

"Old An, could you stop looking so miserable? Today is your daughter's wedding day. If you aren't happy on the day your daughter gets married, then when will you ever be happy?"

The old man seated at the highest position spoke to an old man below whose face was full of sorrow.

The cultivator known as Old An slowly raised his head.

"Sect Master, I still feel this matter is inappropriate. Yuan says that there is already someone she loves in her heart, so I think the marriage should be called off. I don't want my daughter to live in pain for the rest of her life."

As soon as he finished, the old man seated above changed expression, while the faces of the other three flickered uncertainly.

"Old An, do you know that this marriage was arranged a hundred years ago between us and the elders of the Five Elements Sacred Land? There was an agreement in place from the very beginning."

"And now