Ye Yin was startled inwardly. Somewhat puzzled, he looked around. He had already played every card in his hand, and he had originally been hidden in the shadows. He had neither noticed nor imagined that Ye Yu still had any backup plan.
"Senior Lu..." Ye Yu calmly adjusted his sword robes, then respectfully bowed toward the skies. "At this point, this junior has no choice but to ask you, Elder, to step forward!"
"Hmph..." From high in the sky where Ye Yu bowed, a cold snort rang out. Along with it, tens of millions of sword intents surged forth from nowhere. Each sword intent condensed into an elegant plum blossom in the air. Layer upon layer of plum blossoms not only enveloped the surrounding hundred-mile space and restrained every cultivator beneath their sword intent, but also emitted magnificent sword radiance beneath the sunlight. Amid that interplay of sword light, a female sword cultivator with frost upon her face revealed herself!
Was she not Lu Ruochang of the Xuanfeng Sword Sect?
Qin Nongxue had originally remained composed. Ye Yu had long ago told him that, at the critical moment, a senior sword cultivator would certainly lend them a hand. Thus, even after seeing Sun Luo defect and Ye Yin appear, he had not panicked too much. Yet now, upon seeing Lu Ruochang, his face immediately showed utter alarm. He did not even spare Ye Yu a glare before hurriedly bowing. "This disciple greets Martial Ancestor Lu!"
Liu Su was likewise pale as a sheet. She bowed and said, "This disciple greets Martial Ancestor..."
The other sword cultivators did not dare neglect propriety either, and all bowed in salute.
Just as Qin Nongxue had expected, Lu Ruochang did not even glance at him. Instead, her gaze fell upon Ye Yu's face. Narrowing