Nine Mountain Island Lord

Qin Yun watched Senior Brother Bear Mountain leave as his expression turned austere.

He was a sword immortal, one that had carved out a new sword immortal lineage! He naturally had a keenness to him. How could he change the way he acted because of a few words from a senior brother? Furthermore, he had tens of thousands of senior brothers and sisters in Green Touring Palace.

"I have tens of thousands of fellow disciples. I can't please everyone." Qin Yun's heart stirred as a blurry beam of light descended upon him. He vanished as he returned to the Great Chang world.

In a blink of an eye, half a month had passed. On one late night, a crescent hung high in the sky.

Through the darkness, a sword hum could be heard.