"If that is what you choose to believe, then so be it!"
He looked at Xiao Qinghe. "Qinghe, would you travel the world with your master, swords in hand, and see all its mountains and rivers?"
Those words were so familiar that Xiao Qinghe was momentarily dazed.
Weren't those the very words his master had spoken to him in the dream, just as he lay dying?
In the dream, they had raised a barrier and sealed themselves forever in the depths of Thirteenth Peak.
But in the real world, why should they stay cooped up on Thirteenth Peak?
Mountains and rivers, sun and moon, the bold freedom of the martial world-wasn't that far better?
"Master, your disciple is willing!"
Soon, word spread like wildfire that Immortal Bai Yuqing, the world's foremost swordsman, had severed all ties with the Demon-Slaying Sect and set off with his three beloved disciples to roam the world, slaying demons and subduing evil.
Ouyang "King of Dancing Through Minefields" Chong had insisted on stepping on every mine until one finally blew up, blasting him senseless!
By the time he tried to salvage the situation, the master and his three disciples had already packed their bags and set off into the world's magnificent landscape.
The entire martial world was shaken to its core!
Overnight, every major sect turned out in force, chasing down and intercepting the four of them.
All just to deliver invitations, earnestly urging Immortal Bai and his three disciples to join their sect and bring it glory.
Meanwhile, the demons troubling the Human Realm withdrew into themselves, ghosts fled back to their lairs, and every monster and fiend went quiet as a mouse.
From then on, the master and his three disciples roamed the martial world.
And throughout that world, legends of them spread.