A Piao's cultivation was a little weaker, and she was scalded almost speechless. All she could do was give Liu S sui a thumbs-up.
Ping Yongjia, meanwhile, said with admiration and reverence written all over his face, "As expected of Eldest Senior Brother. What wonderful swordsmanship."
Yuan Qu suddenly remembered how, many, many, many, many years ago, after that Sword-Testing Assembly, he had discussed Divine End Peak's order of seniority with Gu Qing. He glanced at Gu Qing instinctively.
Gu Qing's expression remained unchanged, as though he had not heard Ping Yongjia. Still somewhat uneasy, Yuan Qu ate a little more meat, then put down his chopsticks and walked toward the cliff.
Reaching the bamboo chair, he crouched down and said softly, "According to the sect rules, on the day of the ceremony, you must bring out the Heaven-Bearing Sword and receive the homage of all the Green Mountain disciples. What do you think...?"
Gu Qing had mentioned this matter when he first returned from Chaoge City.
Whoever possessed the Heaven-Bearing Sword was the Green Mountain Sect Master. Those were the exact words Jing Jiu had used to silence Fang Jingtian back then. Whether because of the sect rules or those words, the Heaven-Bearing Sword had to appear before the world.
Jing Jiu stroked Big One and said, "Do that, then."
Big One kept his eyes shut and clutched Cold Cicada tightly, pretending to be asleep and not to have heard.
Before long, the hotpot meal was finished. Disciples from Shiyue Peak came to clear things away, bringing a Shiyue Peak elder and several young female disciples from Qingrong Peak.
The Shiyue Peak elder bowed respectfully to Jing Jiu and said, "Sect Master True Person, your ceremonial robes are ready. Would you please try them on?"
Suppressing their nervousness, curiosity,