"Oh? A brat from Kunlun Sword Sect. Looks decent enough."
Tian Po Sword's voice rang out again, full of interest. "Young Master, why don't you ask if they're interested in betraying Kunlun Sword Sect and joining our Wushuang Sect instead? We're still in the early development stage. If they join now, they'll be founding elders. Isn't that far better than being a minor disciple in Kunlun Sword Sect?"
Tian Po Sword urged her excitedly.
He really didn't have much of a choice.
Back in the old days, Wushuang Sect never lacked disciples. When one of their people stepped outside, all it took was a casual display of power to lure—no, recruit plenty of cultivators into the sect.
But now, Wushuang Sect had no one left except for Young Master. If they relied on her to recruit one person at a time, they'd still be looking by the end of time.
For now, Tian Po Sword had no choice but to lower his standards a little and aim for a breakthrough in numbers first.
Feng Linglong, these Kunlun Sword Sect disciples—they were all viable targets!
After all, Wushuang Sect had all kinds of secret techniques.
Even if someone lacked talent, they could start by cultivating something simpler.
Tian Po Sword was already scheming in his mind.
Yun Jin pretended she hadn't heard a thing.
If she dared to poach disciples from Kunlun Sword Sect, wasn't she afraid that Master Ji Wusi would break her legs?
Yun Jin quickly cupped her hands and said, "I am Yun Jin. Thank you, Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters, for coming."
Jin Yu nodded politely. "Junior Sister Yun, the Sect Master ordered me to report if we found the owner of the master key. Would you mind if I record an image?"
Yun Jin suddenly looked a bit awkward.
Ah.
Wasn't the Sect Master of Kunlun Sword Sect her own master?
She had no idea what sort of reaction he would have.
With a slightly guilty tone, Yun Jin replied, "I don't mind, Senior Brother. Go ahead."
Seeing how easy Yun Jin was to talk to, Jin Yu let out a quiet breath of relief. He quickly took out a talisman that Ji Wusi had given him before departure.
Once it captured Yun Jin's image, the talisman burned away instantly.
At that very moment—
In the main hall of Kunlun Sword Sect.
Ji Wusi and several elders were already gathered, waiting.
None of them had objected to supporting Wushuang Sect.
Back then, Wushuang Sect had sacrificed everything for the world. If they hadn't hidden themselves away in an outer-realm space, no one knew how many more would have died in that war.
Now that Wushuang Sect sought to rebuild, assisting them was only right.
They were merely curious—
Wandao Sword Saint had once shone so brilliantly.
Even with Ji Wusi's own talent, he had lived his entire life in the man's shadow, never once winning in their duels.
A thousand years ago, Wandao Sword Saint had been searching for a successor.
But he died in battle before he ever found one.
And now—
He was gone.
But his sword had found a successor in his place?
Perhaps it had waited too long and lowered its standards. But even lowered, its standards were still beyond ordinary reach. Whoever this successor was, they couldn't be an ordinary person. Someone with talent so outstanding existed outside of the Four Holy Lands?
"Jin Yu just sent the image," Ji Wusi said, suddenly alert. With a wave of both hands, an image appeared in the center of the hall.
A young girl stood within it, delicate and beautiful—an obvious beauty in the making. Yet she still seemed very young, with a trace of childishness in her expression.
Strangely enough, she looked a bit guilty and awkward, as if unsure how to stand.
"Who is that?"
"She looks familiar..."
"Wait..."
Someone finally connected the dots.
They had seen this girl before—an old image of her practicing sword techniques.
Back then, Ji Wusi had worn a strange expression while watching.
And now, that very girl had become the successor of Wushuang Sect?
Everyone turned in unison to look at Ji Wusi.
His expression was even more unreadable than the last time.
His lips were tightly pressed together, as if holding something in.
Behind him, Cang Li looked equally stunned.
Wasn't that...
Little Junior Sister?
Little Junior Sister had become the successor of Wushuang Sect?
It sounded unbelievable at first, but the more Cang Li thought about it, the more it seemed to make perfect sense.
These days, all the true prodigies were gathered in the Four Holy Lands.
Besides Little Junior Sister, who else could qualify as Wandao Sword Saint' heir?
"Sect Master," someone finally spoke up, unable to hold it in.
Ji Wusi could no longer contain himself. He burst into laughter right there in the hall.
Everyone: "..."
They were doomed.
Their Sect Master had lost it.
Kunlun Sword Sect was finished.
Ji Wusi laughed so hard that tears streamed from his eyes. Between fits of laughter, he spoke.
"Wan Dao, oh Wan Dao... In life, I could never defeat you, but in death, you've finally lost to me just once."
This disciple—
She had been his first.
And what did that prove?
It proved that Ji Wusi had better judgment.
Hahaha!
His disciple had become the future master of Wushuang Sect.
The sect master of Wushuang Sect... was his disciple.
Now, Wandao Sword Saint would forever be beneath him.
Ji Wusi slapped the table, laughing for a while before composing himself.
"The image is of Yun Jin. I've already accepted her as my last disciple. My disciple's just a little too talented, that's all. I suppose that's why she caught Wan Dao's eye. Truly, I feel a little embarrassed."
Everyone: "..."
So!
When the Sect Master disappeared for a few days, he really did go to Tianxing Sect and take on a little disciple!
They had even asked him after hearing some scattered rumors.
But the Sect Master had flatly denied everything, so they thought it was just gossip.
Turns out—
He had just shamelessly refused to admit it.
But...
If Yun Jin was Ji Wusi's last disciple, then she was half a member of Kunlun Sword Sect.
They had already decided to help Wushuang Sect anyway.
Better to help Yun Jin than a stranger.
Everyone's mood visibly lifted, and smiles spread through the hall.
This was good news.
Who knew how many secret legacies Wushuang Sect had preserved?
Even if just a fraction remained, it would be extraordinary.
As long as this girl didn't die prematurely, she was sure to become a towering figure in the cultivation world. If she ever reached the level of Wandao Sword Saint, she could dominate an entire era on her own.
And now, this person had already been accepted as Ji Wusi's disciple.
Barring any accidents—
No matter what Wushuang Sect became in the future, it would remain an ally of Kunlun Sword Sect.
Who would turn down a powerful future ally?
"My disciple's talent is exceptional, and her future limitless," Ji Wusi said, his expression turning serious. "However, the Four Holy Lands are not united. Wushuang Sect's path to rebuilding will be filled with uncertainty. The other three Holy Lands may not all be supportive. But regardless of their stance, we sword cultivators must remain true to ourselves. We cannot betray our hearts, or the sword in our hands. Whether Yun Jin is my disciple or not, Kunlun Sword Sect will stand by her. Otherwise, if she falls in the future, I would have no face to meet Wan Dao in the afterlife."
Everyone responded in unison.
Ji Wusi's voice softened. "My disciple's cultivation is still shallow. I imagine there will be more challenges ahead. I'll lend her a hand."
The Sect Master was going to act?
Everyone looked eager with anticipation.
Ji Wusi smiled faintly.
He had been wary that the other Holy Lands might have their own agendas, so he had already prepared a contingency on Jin Yu.
If Yun Jin ran into trouble, he would make sure everyone knew—
Yun Jin was not without support.