Deep within the Green Sun Mountain Range, three people stood quietly at the foot of the mountain, waiting.
Soon, the clouds above dispersed, revealing a massive white stone archway with the fierce and dazzling word "Martial" carved on the lintel.
Two figures flew out from within; they were Shen Zhixia and Ling Ningzhi.
"Brother!"
"Mr. Chen!"
Seeing Chen Mo standing there safely, the two finally breathed a sigh of relief. Their suppressed emotions surged up like swallows returning to the forest, throwing themselves into his arms.
"Brother, are you alright? You almost scared us to death." Shen Zhixia bit her lip, tears welling in her eyes. "If I had known the Sword Washing Pool was so dangerous, I wouldn't have let you go in no matter what."
Ling Ningzhi looked at him with concern, "Mr. Chen, are you okay?"
"Don't worry, I feel great now." Chen Mo reached out and ruffled their hair, smiling as he said, "The process was a bit scary to watch, but there was no real danger. Besides, with the Daoist Venerable there, nothing could go wrong."
"By the way, where is the Master?"
Earlier, Ling Ningzhi's mind was entirely focused on Chen Mo. Upon hearing this, she looked up and realized that Ji Hongxiu was not far away, her face seeming somewhat difficult.
Beside her stood another woman in a plain long dress, her figure slender and graceful, with bare feet carved like pink jade under the skirt. Her flawless face like a beautiful jade was nowhere to see any blemish, her sharp phoenix eyes exuding an imposing presence.
"Who is this..."
Ling Ningzhi felt the woman seemed somewhat familiar.
After thinking carefully for a moment, her pupils suddenly shrank to a pinpoint.
Back then, she had seen this person on the flying boat with her own eyes. The person almost got into a fight with Master because of Chen Mo!
"Yu, Yu..."
"Huh?"
Qing Bi's eyes glanced over, resembling a deep pool with no bottom.
Ling Ningzhi's heart trembled violently, her throat seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand, the intense pressure leaving her completely stiff, unable to utter a syllable!
However, Yu Youhan merely glanced at her, then shifted her gaze away, as if she didn't take her seriously.
"Whew—"
Ling Ningzhi finally caught her breath, her chest heaving, and her Daoist robe was already soaked in cold sweat.
"Strange, why is Consort Yu here?"
"And standing together with Master? I remember their relationship being quite bad..."
Just as she felt puzzled, a melodious bell rang from within the mountain gate.
Dong—
Several figures stepped through the sky, suddenly appearing before Chen Mo.
Leading them was the Sect Master of Martial Saint Mountain, Huo Wuya, followed closely by Peak Masters Zi Wenzhong, Jiang Zhiyun, and others.
Behind them were a number of elders, all core members of Martial Saint Mountain, already aware of what happened at the Asking Sword Pond.


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