Ten Thousand Blade Peak, Within a secret grotto-heaven realm, "Disciple Shen Changchuan pays his respects to Grandmaster!"
Led by Senior Brother Hou Ping, Shen Changchuan had entered this secret grotto-heaven realm deep within Ten Thousand Blade Peak, and was respectfully cupping his hands in salute toward the old man before him.
The old man had grizzled hair and beard, a small goatee hanging beneath his chin. He wore a Tang suit embroidered with gilded patterns, leaned on a cane, and his back was slightly stooped.
There was little that seemed extraordinary about his aura.
At first glance, he was practically no different from an old grandpa taking a stroll by the roadside.
Yet, facing the old man before him, Shen Changchuan did not dare show the slightest disrespect.
Because
the man before him was none other than his master Roaming Dragon's own master, one of the only two Mystic Core Realm True Persons of Ten Thousand Blade Peak—True Person Qianyuan!
And he
was Shen Changchuan's grandmaster!
"Enough, there's no need for such ceremony."
True Person Qianyuan lightly brushed his sleeve, and an invisible force lifted Shen Changchuan's arms as he smiled warmly.
"Boy Changchuan, it has been several years since we last met, hasn't it?"
"Back then, although I lectured you on the Dao for a time and thought you were a talent worth cultivating, someone destined to achieve something in the future,"
"I never imagined that you would reach such a point. You truly have given me quite a surprise!"
True Person Qianyuan said with a chuckle.
This left Shen Changchuan feeling rather strange.
Because, when he had come to pay the man a visit under his master's guidance several years ago, the impression the man had given him was one of mystery, unfathomable depth, and unimaginable power!
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