-"Fighting it felt as though I were back in those afternoons practicing swordsmanship with you, little Maple."
The eerie scenes described on the Sound-Recording Paper flooded his mind all at once. There had never been a third person in that little room that night.
The Sword Flood Dragon's craving for the Soul-Seizing Pearl on the cliff terrace surfaced before his eyes, and Pei Ye nearly stopped dead-what Zhang Mei Qing had encountered was a sword flow that had already finished learning swordsmanship.
That was why they needed Heart Amber. Even with his scant knowledge of artifacts and formations, Pei Ye was gradually realizing the logic behind this sword formation's construction-the Demon Swords themselves could not remember sword techniques. [Heart Amber] and [Silk-Tether] gave them that ability.
After unraveling this, had the man chosen to investigate the source of the Heart Amber?
As the master of a peak, perhaps he had found it easy enough to uncover Kongtong's secret purchases of this material, but had he not dared follow that thread inward to discover who within the sect had pushed those purchases through?
Instead, he had chosen to look outward, taking a roundabout route through the Jade Pavilion?
What had made him so cautious?
Pei Ye recalled the corpse at the bottom of the lake that Wu Dong had mentioned, and for the moment dared draw no conclusion.
But there was at least one thing Pei Ye believed-a man so calm and perceptive would never have rashly carried his secrets straight into danger.
Every night before that, he had written down his discoveries in exhaustive detail. How could he have left without a word when setting out on a long journey, sinking to the lakebed with a bellyful of secrets?
He had refused to tell his wife a single thing about