It was not just the Heaven-Cutting Sword Dao and the Spirit-Linking Flying Sword.
When Xu Guike first met Li Ping, he too had felt as though they were old friends, as if Li Ping were someone dear to him. He had trusted Li Ping naturally.
In truth, Xu Guike harbored another secret.
Aside from Li Ping, he felt something similar toward his grandmaster.
Whenever he saw his grandmaster, his heart would stir involuntarily. He would feel an urge to gather her into his arms and whisper in her ear, "Thank you for all your hard work over the years, Rong'er."
But such an act would defy all propriety and betray his masters and ancestors. He neither dared nor wished to do it.
It was not until he met Li Ping at the wedding banquet, especially when Li Ping asked whether he believed in reincarnation.
Only then had he suddenly understood: perhaps the feelings his grandmaster stirred in him were connected to his past life.
At the time, he had hesitated over whether to tell his master the secret buried in his heart. Perhaps his master knew the reason behind it.
Yet before he could lay everything bare to his master, the "master-slaying at the wedding banquet" had occurred. Both his grandmaster and his master, the two people involved, had perished.
He could only keep that secret buried in his heart.
Now, having returned to the Western Wasteland and met Li Ping again, he fell silent when Li Ping brought up the matter, reminded of his deceased master and grandmaster.
If he could reincarnate, had his master and grandmaster also reincarnated by now?
"Fellow Daoist Li, do you believe I'm the reincarnation of that old friend of yours?" After a long while, Xu Guike spoke softly, an inexplicable desolation in his