In the hall, a woman in white sat cross-legged at the entrance of the hall, gazing at the floating clouds, overlooking half of the Divine Wood Hall.
On her lap lay the famous Spirit Sword — Sun and Moon in the Sky.
Of course, this sword had beco the tenth-ranked Demon Sword in the world today.
The reason it’s tenth is because its legends are not enough, yet not enough to rival the nine ahead of it.
Gu Xuejian sensed the arrival of her disciple and sister, opened her eyes, and flew down.
Li Ping’an then explained his feelings.
He is a very proud person, and wouldn’t speak out unless he encountered sothing unsolvable.
Hearing this, Gu Xuejian imdiately flew into the air, expanded her consciousness, and searched for any suspicious figures around.
Her Fourth Grade Perception covered dozens of miles, quite extensive.
However, after a search, Gu Xuejian did not find such a suspicious person.
She bent down and asked, "Is it still there?"
Li Ping’an nodded.
Gu Xuejian continued her search.
For a long ti...
And a long ti...
Still nothing was found.
Gu Yaojue said, "Ping’an, maybe you’ve been experiencing too much evil qi and are hallucinating? Why not rest well for a few days, then see."
Gu Xuejian said, "You stay in the White Bamboo Bell Tower; if such a person exists, I don’t believe they would dare co here."
"Yes, Aunt Yao. Yes, Master." Li Ping’an responded with a bow.
In the following days, the feeling of being watched indeed disappeared.
’Perhaps I really was too excited?’ Li Ping’an thought to himself.
And at that mont, he heard a voice from downstairs: "Brother Ping’an, Brother Ping’an."
Li Ping’an sat up, walked to the door, and looked at the ground below.
A lovely girl in purple clothes was waving her hand, her chest puffed up, calling out, "Brother Ping’an, I’ve made your favorite Hundred Flower Pastries and soup buns, and I’ve brought twenty-year-old Snow Brew!"
The first two weren’t much, but "twenty-year-old Snow Brew" made Li Ping’an pause.
Twenty-year-old Snow Brew?
Wasn’t that around when he was born?
That wine must have flowed from Shanbao County?
He had a vague impression of his hotown, but not much...yet it reminded him of his father and mother.
So, he excitedly said, "Liu Xue, I’m coming!"
"No rush, no rush! Wait until Lady Hall Master returns, then you co down!" Liu Liuxue shouted. She was the little follower who had been with Li Ping’an for many years, also a girl Li Yuan had seen a few tis.
Liu Liuxue just ca to invite Brother Ping’an, knowing well that the White Bamboo Bell Tower was too high; if it were flat ground, it would be fine, but it was a Fourth Grade at Field below.
This ant, if accidentally falling into the at Field, one could die.
The correct thod was for Lady Hall Master to return and bring Li Ping’an down.
But at that mont, she saw the proud and arrogant young man leap.
Liu Liuxue almost couldn’t believe her eyes, her pretty face turned pale in a flash, and her heart nearly stopped in fright.
But then, she saw that young man floating incredulously in mid-air like a falling leaf.
Yet even so, he had not left the at Field’s range.
Just as he was about to fall entirely into the at Field, Li Ping’an swayed slowly.
This sway split into five Li Ping’an figures.
Four of them tossed the uppermost one far away.
The uppermost one landed steadily in front of Liu Liuxue, looking at her stunned little face, reaching out to squeeze it slightly, and laughed, "Crybaby, are you going to cry again?"
But as soon as he spoke, a strange feeling surged up from his heart.
That person...was watching him again.
It seed without malice.
But...
Who were they?
...
...
Ti passed day by day.
That person seed to only occasionally view Li Ping’an, without any intent to act or appear.
Gu Xuejian, seeing her disciple like this, went to find Vice Hall Master Jing, and even Han City Hall Master.
But after the three checked, they only confird: the person watching Li Ping’an did not exist.
Or rather, they couldn’t see it.
Yet the latter seed impossible.
After all, who in this world could escape the deliberate search of these three?
Li Ping’an gradually cald down, no longer worrying about that prying gaze, just considering it as his own tension.
...
...
The narrative shifts.
Before a gorge in the Southern Land.
The luxurious Golden Tower Carriage, surrounded by gold dragons, quietly stood.
Anyone who isn’t blind could see that inside this Golden Tower Carriage must be a noble among nobles.
"Your Majesty, all seven Weapon Forgers of the Lotus Sect have arrived. Among them is the father of your forr Princess Consort Yin — Zhu Ban."
A muffled voice ca from one side of the carriage.
It was a mighty man wearing a three-pronged hair crown and a Beast-Faced Head-Swallowing Dark Gold Armor.
The man stood imposingly, as if a god descended to earth, next to the carriage.
This was the first fierce general beside the current Emperor — Lü Xuanxian. If it weren’t for him, who knows how many tis the Emperor would have died.
It should be known that the Emperor once faced a Fourth Grade assassination.
Even so, with Lü Xuanxian around, not even a Fourth Grade assassin succeeded.
As for why Lü Xuanxian is so loyal to the Emperor, it remains a mystery.
At this ti, a magnetic voice ca from the carriage.
"Today, the Great Zhou Armory opens 300 ters ahead; what opens is the opportunity for Weapon Forgers, let them enter... I want to see which of them can seize this chance."
Lü Xuanxian’s lips curled into a dangerous smile, "Yes, Your Majesty. Aren’t you worried they might all die inside?"
The Emperor said, "In my new Dynasty, only the strong are welco. If a Forger can only forge up to Fifth Grade but cannot grasp opportunity, then let them die."
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