Deng Linyu was showing Yan Pingfan around various places of the True Martial Holy Sect.
Upon seeing Xiao An’an, Deng Linyu hurried over.
With a smile, she said, “An’an, let me introduce you.
This is Young Master Yan, who is also a great benefactor of our True Martial Holy Sect.
He helped us defeat the Dragon Sea Crown Prince.
And he even plans to settle in our True Martial Holy Sect.”
"This is Xiao An’an, also my good sister.”
"Is that so,” Xiao An’an nodded slightly.
She said, “Thank you, Young Master Yan.”
"No need to thank me, those who cultivate should uphold justice and righteousness, it’s our duty,” Yan Pingfan replied, shaking his head."Ah, this person has woken up,” only then did Deng Linyu notice Xu Zimei opening his eyes.
"Linyu,” Xiao An’an quickly pulled at Deng Linyu.
She whispered, “Be careful, this is our Ancestor.”
"An’an, don’t be fooled.
Look at him, he doesn’t have the bearing of a powerful figure,” Deng Linyu laughed.
"Look at this Young Master Yan, he is the real powerful one.”
"Senior Sister, please stop,” Xiao An’an replied quickly.
She wasn’t foolish either.
Xu Zimei had directly cured her True Martial Sword Body, which was something countless others couldn’t do.
Yet Deng Linyu was somewhat persistent.
She was also afraid Xiao An’an might be deceived, considering their close relationship.
"Hey, you say you’re the Ancestor, do you have any proof?” Deng Linyu looked at Xu Zimei and asked.
"Little girl, don’t play with your emotions on me, I don’t need to prove anything,” Xu Zimei replied.
"I think you’re scared, afraid to tell me for fear of being exposed.
I’m not as easy to fool as An’an,” Deng Linyu replied.
"Believe what you will,” Xu Zimei waved his hand.
He looked at Xiao An’an and said, “Push me around for a look.”
"Would you like to join us? Young Master Yan also wants to have a look around our True Martial Holy Sect,” Deng Linyu suggested.
She was watching Xu Zimei closely.
Afraid that her junior sister would be deceived.
"Senior Sister, you must not say anything inappropriate,” Xiao An’an reminded.
"Alright, alright, I won’t say anything,” Deng Linyu replied.
Xiao An’an pushed Xu Zimei, and the four of them walked together.
Most of the True Martial Holy Sect had already been destroyed and reduced to ruins.
So there were very few ancient places that could truly be visited.
This time, the four arrived in front of a valley.
The mountain peak towered into the sky, at least several thousand meters high, giving a sense of grandeur and awe when standing below.
However, the mountain had been cleaved in half by someone.
Most importantly, in the middle of the mountain, there was a narrow path like a seam of heaven.
This seam of heaven was still surging with infinite sword intent.
Even after hundreds of thousands of years, the sword intent had not dissipated.
Of course, if it were just this, many strong individuals could do it, even Xu Zimei could achieve eternal non-dissipation after reaching eternity.
But this eternal non-dissipation was only of the sword intent, other things could not be preserved.
Yet the sword intent of this valley seam of heaven not only preserved the sword intent, but also retained the principles from when the sword was cleaved.
This was rather terrifying.
Later generations who came here could comprehend the principles and train here.
This forcibly turned an ordinary place into a sacred ground for training.
Training sword intent and principles here would yield twice the results with half the effort.
……
Their figures stopped here.
Deng Linyu introduced to Yan Pingfan, “This is Buzhou Peak, said to have been cleaved by the Great Saint of True Martial, our Ancestor.
The Ancestor was the strongest of the Sect Gate.
In this Heaven Extreme Realm, he was one of those comparable to the ten great families.”
"I have heard of the name of Senior True Martial, he is a strong person I admire greatly.”
Yan Pingfan nodded and said, “If possible, does your sect have any books or anything left by Senior True Martial?
I would like to read them.”
"Then we can go to the Scripture Hall at that time, I’ll find them for you,” Deng Linyu said without any reservation, directly.
It was clear she trusted Yan Pingfan very much, and even in her speech, there was a hint of budding feelings.
Although still very faint now, after all, they had just met.
As they got to know each other better, she would probably fall sooner or later.
"Thank you, Miss Deng,” Yan Pingfan quickly said.
"Young Master Yan, don’t overwhelm me with thanks, you are our True Martial Holy Sect’s benefactor, it’s my duty to do anything,” Deng Linyu replied.
Watching the two exchange courtesies, Xu Zimei shook his head slightly.
Xiao An’an explained, “This is the sword intent left by the Ancestor.
I used to come here often when gathering sword qi.”
"It’s quite a nice place,” Xu Zimei nodded.
"Does your True Martial Holy Sect have anything special?” Yan Pingfan suddenly asked.
Deng Linyu shook her head slightly.
She really couldn’t think of any special places.
But Xiao An’an said, “Would the True Martial Trial Tower count?”
"Yes, yes, the True Martial Trial Tower,” Deng Linyu also nodded in agreement.
"That is indeed one of our True Martial Holy Sect’s wonders.
Back when the sect was destroyed,
Many places were already ruined, but the True Martial Trial Tower alone remained intact.”
"Oh,” Yan Pingfan said with interest.
"Could you take me there for a look?”
"No problem,” Deng Linyu nodded.
Then the four of them headed towards the True Martial Trial Tower.
Along the way, Yan Pingfan asked many questions about the tower.
Deng Linyu directly replied, “The True Martial Trial Tower is said to be a treasure refined by the Great Saint of True Martial, our Ancestor.
This tower is for use by future generations to train.
As long as one ascends this True Martial Trial Tower, they can receive very strong rewards.
Unfortunately, despite the tower standing in the sect for hundreds of thousands of years, no one has been able to climb it.”
"No way, at its peak, the True Martial Holy Sect was a scene of grandeur.
The sect was full of hidden talents and many talented disciples, is it true that no one could ascend the tower?” Yan Pingfan asked incredulously.
"I don’t know either, according to the Ancestor, ascending this tower depends on your Daoist Heart.
It is not related to the strength of power,” Deng Linyu replied.
"This Daoist brother seems to be very curious about the matters of the Great Saint of True Martial,” Xu Zimei, lazily lying in a wheelchair, asked.
Yan Pingfan glanced at him.
In his eyes, there seemed to be a flash of mysterious light, then he slightly frowned.
He said, “Senior True Martial is a pursuer on my path, rare to encounter, hence the curiosity.
Please, Daoist brother, do not take offense.”
"This is our True Martial Holy Sect’s affair, you really consider yourself the Ancestor.”
Deng Linyu said to Xu Zimei with a sense of helplessness.
"I’ve grown tired of exposing you, so it’s best you say less.”
"Indeed, love always blinds people,” Xu Zimei shook his head.
"Master, please don’t mind, Senior Sister Deng is actually very kind-hearted, she just sometimes speaks straightforwardly,” Xiao An’an explained softly.
"But she is a good person, often taking care of us junior sisters and brothers.”
"If she truly had ill intentions, I would not let her be so presumptuous,” Xu Zimei replied.