Song Yan walked out of the little courtyard, his heart suddenly clear.
He had come to Jun Mountain and entered the Divine Lord's tutelage in accordance with Sect Master Chen's last wishes. That settled one matter weighing on his mind.
Next, he would visit that cave abode. According to the Divine Lord, several disciples of the Dongyuan lineage lived nearby, so he might as well see them. Meeting old friends in a foreign land was one of life's great joys.
Rather than flying, he set off at a leisurely walk.
Along the way, he encountered quite a few other Jun Mountain disciples, presumably all from the Sword-Washing Pool lineage, but none recognized Song Yan.
Occasionally, a few naturally friendly cultivators saw his youthful appearance and assumed he was a newly initiated disciple who had just joined the Sword-Washing Pool. They came over to introduce themselves.
Song Yan put on no airs and chatted with each of them.
The spiritual mountain where his cave abode stood was called Chiyu Peak, east of the Sword-Washing Pool.
Before reaching it, he spotted a cliff in the distance. The cultivators he passed were discussing things with increasing enthusiasm, mostly sparring and contests. "That move Senior Brother Luo used just now was incredible! Senior Brother, do you know what style that was?"
"That should be our Azure Origin Swordsmanship True Art. I once saw Senior Uncle Han demonstrate it during a lecture."
"That sword art isn't particularly rare. Even Qi Refining Realm disciples can practice its first few levels, but while it's easy to begin, mastering it is difficult..."
Listening to the cultivators' animated discussions, Song Yan suddenly remembered.
Earlier, while flying overhead, he had seen the bustle below and asked Senior Sister Little Yuan about it.
It turned out this was where the Sword-Washing