Chapter 924 – Meeting Qiushan in a Great River of Myriad Swords (2/2)

Tang Thirty-Six and the owner of this voice had quarreled many times, so he immediately recognized it. He sneered, ”Do you really think that there's no chance of what I said becoming reality?”

Guan Feibai walked down the stone path. He wanted to retort with a few taunts, but then he realized that if Chen Changsheng really did enter the Mount Li Sword Sect, then with his status and seniority, Tang Thirty-Six's seemingly absurd proposition might really happen. As a result, his expression flickered.

At this moment, a voice, gentle but dignified, rose up from deep within the clouds.

”For Your Holiness's sacred body to honor us with its presence is the greatest honor for all of Mount Li.”

The speaker was naturally the Sect Master of the Mount Li Sword Sect.

Guan Feibai controlled his emotions, solemnly bowed to Chen Changsheng, then brought the group into the cloud-shrouded mountain.

In a short while, they reached a stone pavilion halfway up the mountain.

Gou Hanshi, Liang Banhu, and an elder of the Sword Hall were waiting here for them.

When the Pope was paying a visit, any other sect would have received him well outside the sect, and the Sect Master themselves would have personally gone. However, Chen Changsheng had not come on a carriage today, and the Mount Li Sword Sect was also no ordinary sect. That they were able to do this on such short notice was already extremely courteous.

Gou Hanshi and Liang Banhu bowed to Chen Changsheng.

The name of Liang Xiaoxiao had long since vanished from the minds of the common people, but it was impossible for Chen Changsheng to forget. He was confident that Liang Banhu also would not be able to forget, which made the mood between them a little strange.

But this mood was quickly broken by what happened next: the elder from the Sword Hall prostrated to Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng was greatly shocked. It had to be said that all the elders of the Mount Li Sword Sect's Sword Hall had profound cultivation levels. These were all elders of remarkable battle prowess, as well as stubborn and proud personalities. Even his status as Pope was usually not enough to make one of them prostrate to him.

He quickly remembered the matter Guan Feibai had discussed on their travels.

An elder of the Mount Li Sword Sect's Sword Hall was covering the retreat in a battle on the snowy plains but was surrounded by demon experts and almost ended up dead. In the end, he was saved by a Cinnabar Pill. Now that he thought about it, that elder of unparalleled courage was probably the one in front of him.

When he thought of this, Chen Changsheng hurriedly helped the elder stand up and then sternly bowed. In his view, someone like this elder, who had bled in battle for the sake of the Human race, was the one truly worthy of respect. In contrast, all he had done was use his blood to make a few Cinnabar Pills, which really didn't count for anything.

No more words were exchanged as the group made their way to the summit.

At this moment, several hundred disciples of the Mount Li Sword Sect had already gathered at the summit. There were presumably far fewer sword glows on the little plateaus of Mount Li's various peaks.

As these disciples gazed at Chen Changsheng's group, their eyes were both curious and wary.

Rivals and competitors of the past were now allies and comrades.

The relationship between the Mount Li Sword Sect and the Orthodox Academy was extremely complicated, so the expressions in these gazes were naturally very complicated as well.

Amusingly, only a small portion of these disciples was looking at Chen Changsheng, while another small portion was looking at Tang Thirty-Six. However, the vast majority of these disciples were gazing at Zhexiu, appearing somewhat restless as they engaged in whispered discussion.

This was naturally not because of Zhexiu's fierce reputation on the battlefield, but because of his relationship with Qi Jian.

Gou Hanshi slightly frowned at this sight, causing the disciples to instantly cease their chattering and assume a respectful stance.

After passing through the crowd, the group saw an ivy-covered cave in the distance, presumably the Sect Master's residence.

There was a stone clearing in front of the cave that was a little higher than the surroundings. The figure standing there was quite easy to see.

Of course, even if they were standing in a crowd of thousands, that person would still be the first to be seen.

Qiushan Jun turned around and looked at Chen Changsheng's party.

Chen Changsheng looked at him, not knowing what to say.

Yesterday, when he had decided to visit Mount Li, he had naturally imagined this sight.

He had originally imagined that Qiushan Jun would find some excuse to avoid this meeting, but only now did it occur to him, would Qiushan Jun be Qiushan Jun if he avoided this meeting?