An Eminent Dao Master

A man's head could be severed, but his hairstyle must not be messed up!

The Sword Pavilion's Young Pavilion Master looked at his disheveled hair and truly wanted to get angry.

However, when he saw the White Tiger True Spirit in his hand, he ultimately decided to swallow his resentment.

"Thank you, Senior!" The Sword Pavilion's Young Pavilion Master thanked Xiao Yun. He felt somewhat depressed. Someone had rubbed his head for so long, and in the end, he even had to thank him. What a terrible feeling.

"Good child, no need for such courtesy. Hurry and replace your Spirit Sacrifice. I only hope that before this old man dies, I can see you advance to the peak of the Great Saint realm. Then this old man's gift of this Demon Beast True Spirit to you will not have been in vain." Xiao Yun waved his hand and spoke with a benevolent expression, his gaze gentle and friendly.

Hearing this, the Sword Pavilion's Young Pavilion Master felt his nose sting, and his heart was filled with complicated emotions. This senior could drink and make merry with the War Ancestor back in the day. Even if he was younger than the War Ancestor, his lifespan was probably nearly exhausted.

It seemed he had misunderstood this senior. Perhaps in the other man's eyes, he truly was just a child.

Just like when I see my grandsons, I always want to pat their heads. So this was a habit of the older generation.

The Sword Pavilion's Young Pavilion Master thanked Xiao Yun once more before retreating behind Lei Zhan.

Lei Zhan and Xiao Yun continued into Sword Pavilion. This time, Lei Zhan treated Xiao Yun with even greater respect and courtesy.

This senior was truly a good man. Not only had he given