An Accidental Meeting with an Old Ancestor

"Mm-hmm!"

Ye Liuli obediently nodded.

Lu Shaolin patted Ye Liuli's little head again, then headed downstairs.

Along the way, he encountered many maids, who all crouched and saluted him.

Lu Shaolin nodded in response.

When he arrived in the front courtyard, Dao Bailie was practicing saber techniques with Ma San. Their long sabers continually cleaved through the air, saber flashes crisscrossing everywhere!

Lu Shaolin took a look. Dao Bailie truly lived up to his reputation as a saber grandmaster—the Divine Grade martial technique, Wind-Slaying Saber Art, had astonishingly reached the Greater Mastery realm.

Ma San was not bad either. Although he lacked Dao Bailie's talent, his Gale-Chasing Saber Art had already reached perfection, and his cultivation had also reached perfected Bone Tempering.

The two, immersed in their saber practice, did not notice Lu Shaolin. Only after they paused did they spot him standing nearby.

"Young Master!" "Master!"

The two clasped their fists in salute.

"Mm. Old Dao, Ma San's Gale-Chasing Saber Art has reached perfection. Starting tomorrow, teach him the Wind-Slaying Saber Art."

Lu Shaolin nodded and said with a smile.

"Yes, Master!"

Dao Bailie shouted his acceptance.

"By the way, did you finish building the Daoist temple I asked you to construct?"

Lu Shaolin remembered his promise to the Eternal Spring Daoist.

"It was finished a year ago. It's on Martial Spirit Mountain, near the imperial capital."

Dao Bailie replied.

"Mm."

Lu Shaolin gave a soft hum and stroked his chin.

The Eternal Spring Daoist had asked him to find a disciple to inherit the Eternal Spring Sect's lineage. But where was he supposed to find one?

Just as he was pondering this, Dong Linger came over carrying tea. "Young Master, have some tea."

"Mm!"

Looking at Dong Linger, who had already grown into a young girl, Lu Shaolin's