Time flashed by, and several months passed.
On this day.
Lu Chenzhou was in cultivation when a resounding voice echoed high above in the sky from outside.
"Heavenly Swordman comes for a visit." Atop the clouds stood a young Swordsman clad in blue robes.
"How delightful it is to have friends visit from afar."
Lu Chenzhou led his people out to greet him.
"Little brother, you've finally arrived! I heard you killed a Demon Saint all by yourself recently?" The old man of Fishing Mountain laughed; he and the Heavenly Swordman had known each other for a long time, and he was the one who introduced Tianxia to him.
