"Thank you, Prefect Qiu."
Xu Taiping stood on no ceremony. Without even opening it to look, he tossed it straight into his gourd.
He trusted that the dignified prefect of Youyun Prefecture would not be so stingy.
"I'm the one who should be thanking you."
Prefect Qiu Shanyuan first waved a hand.
After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Xu Taiping bade Prefect Qiu farewell and strode out of the Golden Scale Pavilion to join Hall Master Lu and the others, who had been waiting outside for quite some time.
"Who would have thought? The cultivators of True Martial Heaven stayed silent for five hundred years, only to make their first cry ring across all five heavens."
Watching Xu Taiping's retreating figure, Prefect Qiu Shanyuan sighed with emotion.
"Prefect, between the third prince and Young Master Xu, who do you think has the greater chance of winning?"
The white-robed attendant standing beside Qiu Shanyuan withdrew his gaze from Xu Taiping and asked with some curiosity.
"Have you heard a certain rumor about Lutai Mountain?"
Qiu Shanyuan turned to look at the white-robed attendant.
"Lutai Mountain? A few years ago, I did hear that High Immortal Qionghua of Lutai Mountain seemed to have obtained the Sword Tomb's inheritance, but I don't know whether it's true."
This white-robed attendant also traveled on Youyun Prefecture's behalf and knew quite a few things.
"It's true that someone obtained the inheritance, but it wasn't High Immortal Qionghua. It was Southern Chu's third prince."
With his hands behind his back, Qiu Shanyuan walked toward the inner hall, speaking in a low, distant tone.
At these words, horror instantly appeared in the white-robed attendant's eyes, and he murmured:
"That inheritance... that's... that's the Heavenly Shadow Sword Canon..."
Mysterious Cloud Martial Hall.
Ever since their return, although everyone