Remould the Glory of Sword Art

Huang Su was stunned.

Senior Brother's "Life Dao Realm" had reached such a level?

She couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

She had seen much of the Dao Realm Power in the Yin God Realm.

Senior Brother seemed different from all those people.

Though the "Life Dao Realm" was extremely rare, with only one Zen Master having mastered it in over three hundred years across two dynasties.

But it couldn't be this heaven-defying, could it?

Recovering from a sword wound only took a mere few breaths...

"This bamboo pavilion is nice, just like before."

After removing the Sword Qi, Xie Xuanyi headed towards the bamboo pavilion, hands behind his back, speaking softly, "Today, Lotus Peak is exceptionally clean. Did someone clean up?"

"Your disciple cleaned it."

Huang Su followed behind, speaking with a hint of displeasure.

"My disciple?"

Xie Xuanyi furrowed his brows.

Now it was his turn to be stunned.

"Of course, the one from Wangyou Island."

Huang Su sneered, "You didn't forget, did you? That little fellow came here to become your disciple... Previously, your tricks don't work anymore. Now the entire Da Sui Sword Palace knows that Duan Zhao is the disciple you accepted, traveling with you outside the mountain, a disciple with a real master-disciple relationship."

"..."

Xie Xuanyi's expression turned peculiarly strange.

At the beginning.

He and Duan Zhao got along quite well under the guise of "Xie Zhen."

This little fellow was diligent in various chores like serving tea, which was quite praiseworthy... So Xie Xuanyi liked to take him wherever he went, partly because Duan Zhao had a special status, and at that time, his own cultivation had yet to recover. Keeping another Wind and Thunder Bracelet as a mutual safeguard, should they encounter any trouble, the name of those two on Wangyou Island was still quite useful.

On another note.

He genuinely liked this lad... Though Duan Zhao was from Wangyou Island, he genuinely loved the Sword Dao, and his understanding was not low. With Xie Xuanyi's occasional pointers, the lad made rapid progress. If Duan Zhao continued his cultivation, he could become a one-of-a-kind "second path of Sword Dao" prodigy.

However, gradually, Xie Xuanyi sensed something was off.

This kid had no filter. Although he called him "Little Mountain Master," he covertly called Deng Baiyi "Little Mistress."

Absurd.

What did Little Mistress mean?

When did he become Duan Zhao's master?

And when did Deng Baiyi become his Dao Companion?

"Mountain Master!"

Amid his thoughts.

A familiar voice suddenly echoed from not far in the Purple Bamboo Forest.

Xie Xuanyi turned around and saw a figure rushing over, hugging him excitedly.

Who else could it be but Duan Zhao?

"Alright, alright... that's enough now."

Xie Xuanyi sighed lightly, and a few breaths later, he pushed him away with a disdainful expression.

This kid isn't really dumb.

Knows to change how he addresses him.

Calls him Mountain Master.

But not smart, really not smart.

That small mind of his, who can't see through it?

Even after changing the address, still not adjusting it properly.

"At the crow of the rooster in the early hours today, he got up, said he wanted to clean this bamboo pavilion thoroughly, and worked all the way till now."

Huang Su added from the side, making the implicit meaning obvious.

"Ahaha..."

Duan Zhao didn't quite know how to respond or claim credit, just stood aside, scratching his head like a deer in the headlights, foolishly grinning, looking at Xie Xuanyi full of joy.

The battle earlier.

Lotus Peak appeared untouched, but in truth, quite the opposite.

The Lotus Forbidden Land was the battleground of two Heavenly People... the millennia-old talisman formation was wiped out entirely, and many places suffered damage.

Xie Xuanyi could see that the bamboo pavilion and stone steps had been reinforced again.

This must have taken considerable effort.

"Did you do all of this?"

Xie Xuanyi had no choice but to point at the bamboo pavilion and then at the long steps.

"Many years ago, my mother taught me some talismanic techniques."

Duan Zhao nodded, "Repairing these array patterns wasn't too difficult, but it wasn't all my work... Miss Xu helped too."

"Miss Xu?"

Xie Xuanyi looked further towards the Purple Bamboo Forest.

He had sensed it while climbing the mountain today, Lotus Peak wasn't lonely.

"Senior Brother saved many cultivators of the Xu Family in South Border not long ago... so today the Xu Family visited to express their gratitude in person."

Huang Su lowered her voice, slowly saying, "According to tradition... Da Sui Sword Palace doesn't entertain guests, with only a few Mountain Peak Cultivators visiting, who can enter the main sect. But the Xu Family is an exception."

Although the Xu Family in Bingzhou was a local power, it had no Yang God overseeing it.

It would take just a word for the Da Sui Sword Palace to turn them away.

But Huang Su didn't do so.

The first reason... her disciple, Xu Nianning, is the daughter of the Xu Family Head, likely the Xu Family's next Family Head if nothing unexpected happens.

And another reason.

The relationship between Xu Nianning and Duan Zhao wasn't ordinary.

"No need to say more, I understand."

Xie Xuanyi's Divine Thought swept to the Purple Bamboo Forest.

Not far, under a tree, several Xu Family cultivators were drinking tea and waiting.

The Xu Family Head and the Yin God woman who fought in South Border sensed this Divine Thought and returned looks of acknowledgment.

Across the bamboo forest.

Xie Xuanyi nodded slightly as a sign of acknowledgment.

Both sides were very tacit, neither spoke.

The Xu Family Head and the Yin God woman continued to drink tea and waited silently under the tree shade.

They knew.

If the Da Sui Sword Palace had not rejected the Xu Family's entry.

Then they would certainly meet Xie Xuanyi, and if Xie Xuanyi didn't come, it was because he was occupied; they just needed to wait a little longer.

"You, kid, are quite considerate of others."

Xie Xuanyi raised an eyebrow, speaking playfully, "Others do three parts of the work, but wish to claim seven parts of the credit. You, on the other hand, busy yourself without thinking of gaining some benefits, instead first crediting others."

"Senior Sister Xu isn't just anyone..."

Duan Zhao paused, instinctively speaking.

"Hah."

Xie Xuanyi sneered, teasing, "Isn't just anyone, then who is she?"

"She's Senior Sister after all..."

Duan Zhao's voice suddenly turned low, clearly lacking confidence.

The lad's face flushed, he wanted to say more, but evidently couldn't continue. He wasn't one to be shy and bashful, though that boldness he usually had seemed to vanish entirely at that moment.

"Some things need not be hidden, say what you truly think."

Xie Xuanyi offered a little guidance, speaking lightly, "If Senior Sister Xu is indeed your Senior Sister, then call her Senior Sister openly."

Duan Zhao looked up, a bit bewildered.

"Likewise."

Xie Xuanyi smiled, asking, "Now, what should you call me?"

"I previously called you Little Mountain Master..."

Duan Zhao scratched his head, trying hard to grasp Xie Xuanyi's words, then cautiously said, "I corrected it, you know. Just now I called you 'Mountain Master'..."

Ten years ago.

Xie Xuanyi was the Mountain Master of Lotus Peak.

After his death at North Sea.

Huang Su took over this position, becoming the new Mountain Master... unless Xie Xuanyi resurrected, no one could challenge this position. Even if "Xie Zhen" became the master of Xuanshui Cave Heaven, he still could only call himself Little Mountain Master, which Duan Zhao took very seriously, and always treated with utmost sincerity.

Since Xie Xuanyi was no longer dead.

Then the title of Mountain Master... naturally had to be returned.

His handling was spot on.

Only, not suitable given the circumstance.

"Fool."

Hearing this, even Huang Su couldn't hold back.

She extended her hand, chopping karate-style, annoyed, onto Duan Zhao's head, hinting again, "Think carefully, what do you truly from your heart want to call Miss Xu?"

With a thunk.

"Aunt Huang, you misunderstood—"

Duan Zhao, clutching his head, face red, spoke anxiously, "I do quite like Senior Sister, but I have no extraordinary thoughts, I never intended to call Miss Xu 'Wife'!"

"..."

Huang Su fell completely silent.

A deathly silence enveloped the summit of Lotus Peak.

There was a bout of coughing under the shade by the Purple Bamboo Forest.

The Xu Family Head, taking a sip of tea, nearly choked, his face darkened, uncertain what to say.

Xie Xuanyi sighed helplessly.

"So..."

He crouched down, gazing into the young lad's eyes, asking each syllable deliberately.

"Do you want to call me Master?"