Holding the white cat, Jing Jiu followed Nan Wang away from Green Mountain. It took them an entire summer to find the ruined temple in the desolate mountains.
Seeing the red lantern outside the ruined temple and the black coffin inside, he took only a few breaths to decide. He sent a letter to Green Mountain with the Unthought Sword, telling Liu Ci his arrangements.
By his calculations, Nan Qu's Sword Ghost might go to Green Mountain, or it might go to the Western Sea. Either way, the Green Mountain Sect had to meet it with all its strength.
As for the dried corpse in the black coffin, he and Nan Wang would deal with it. They happened to be the best suited to resolving this problem.
What he had not expected was that Nan Qu had mastered Nan Qu's Sword Ghost Path and, beyond that, reverse-cultivated his own body into a sword. This brought an entirely new problem.
Jing Jiu knew better than anyone how terrifying a Sword Ghost with an independent divine soul was.
Given Nan Qu's cultivation realm, his Sword Ghost was probably equivalent to the pinnacle of the Netherworld Immortal Sword.
Jing Jiu had no choice but to walk into the ruined temple and take Nan Qu's aged hand.
He was not using Locking Clear Autumn from the Green Mountain Sword Arts. Its level was too low to hold Nan Qu at all. Nor was it Myriad Things Sealed in Ice from the Sword Prison Cells. His current cultivation realm was insufficient to perform it. He was using Chan Buddhism's Great Compassion Hand.
As long as he kept Nan Qu here and summoned the Green Mountain Sword Formation to destroy his original body, his Sword Ghost would perish with it.
Even if Nan Qu's Sword Ghost