"My grandfather, your grandmother, and five other old men and women around their age are all inside the ancestral hall!"
Li Fan glanced around, leaned close to Zhao Su's ear, and continued, "My grandfather specifically told me to guard the entrance and not let anyone in except you!"
"Is it related to what happened with the Evil Ghost King yesterday?"
"Maybe, but I keep feeling it isn't that simple. Do you remember sealing the Evil Ghost King yesterday?"
"Of course, but things got a little hazy after I formed the hand seals along with Grandpa Li. I only remember sensing a sword!"
Zhao Su frowned as he recalled yesterday's events.
"A sword appeared inside your body. It radiated a terrifying sword intent unlike anything I'd ever felt. One stroke severed all three of the Evil Ghost King's souls, and it even drew out his soul power and gave it to the villagers!"
"I'm that strong?"
Zhao Su couldn't help laughing at Li Fan's words.
For as long as he could remember, his martial soul had been a worthless mark with no use whatsoever.
So although he could cultivate, he had never been able to push his soul power level past ten.
That was also why Zhao Su knew so many secret arts, yet his knowledge remained purely theoretical.
"Brother Su, you're my idol from now on. Teach me a few things when you have time, will you?"
Li Fan looked at Zhao Su with admiration written all over his face.
"No problem..."
Just then, before Zhao Su could finish, the old village chief seemed to hear him and Li Fan talking at the entrance.
He called out loudly, "Li Fan, has Zhao Su arrived?"
"He's here! He's here!"
Li Fan shouted back into the ancestral hall, then entered with Zhao