Inner Sect.
Ji Meng's residence.
Qing Dai poured water for Ji Meng.
Beside her, Ji Meng wiped the Iron Sword, no longer covered in rust, reminiscence in her eyes.
Qing Dai set down the kettle and could not help marveling. "How on earth did the son-in-law do it? He even managed to find the sword you used as a child.
"He even recovered the master's sword.
"But I heard the master's sword wasn't simple. Now that it's broken, some of the things inside it are probably gone too.
"Still, the son-in-law's gifts were astonishing."
"Didn't you go ask?" Ji Meng said, putting away the sword.
"The answer I got was: a convergence of fate, destined to be, I am within you, and you are within me." Qing Dai smiled. "That world-shaking wisdom counted on her fingers and gave me the answer: you and the son-in-law were a match made in heaven."
"You believed her?" Ji Meng looked over and asked.
Qing Dai nodded. "I think she's a divine fortune-teller."
Ji Meng picked up her cup without saying anything more.
She only asked what Jiang Man had been doing lately.
"Cultivating. If the son-in-law isn't cultivating, he's on his way to cultivate," Qing Dai answered.
She had seen Jiang Man's diligence for herself.
But the more he worked, the sadder she actually felt.
She could not be sure how long the son-in-law could keep going.
His current realm might not pose much of a problem, but the further he went, the more she understood how difficult it would be.
In all these years, not a single person in the Ji Family with a Fate Pattern had escaped the shadow of the Peerless Heaven's Chosen Destiny.
"He was the one who started staying up all night to cultivate," Ji Meng said.
Hearing