#22 - Next, you might die.

At the school gate, many servants had already arrived to pick up their young masters and misses.

Some children had also made new friends in the past two days, walking together with their arms around each other's shoulders.

Xu Pangda walked out of the school, watching his classmates leaving with their arms around each other's shoulders. Seeing Xu Ming, Qin Qingwan, and the big white goose walking together, he couldn't help but feel a little lonely.

Xu Pangda also wanted to go and play with Xu Ming and the others.

However, Xu Pangda took a few steps, then stopped, feeling too embarrassed to catch up.

Only after Xu Ming and Qin Qingwan had walked far away did Xu Pangda carry his small schoolbag and silently walk towards the Xu residence.

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"Third Young Master."

"Third Young Master is back."

Returning to the Xu residence, each of the servants and maids greeted Xu Pangda.

Xu Pangda responded with the sunny and cheerful smile characteristic of a little fatty, and then headed towards Qingxin Courtyard.

After Xu Pangda had walked a little further away, the servants couldn't help but start gossiping:

"I heard that the First Madam's father has been dismissed from his official position."

"I also heard that the Second Madam's elder brother has become the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. One more step up, and he'll be the Minister of Personnel!"

"The Eldest Young Master has extraordinary talent in talisman Dao. He went to the Tianzhuan Sect last year. In just one year, I heard that even the Sect Master of the Tianzhuan Sect praised him endlessly."

"To be honest, this hereditary position should belong to the Eldest Young Master."

"The Eldest Young Master is cultivating. What use is this hereditary title?"

"You're so silly! The luck of the mountains and rivers is of great help to cultivators' cultivation! Otherwise, why would so many cultivators take up official positions in the imperial court?"

Xu Pangda, who was walking in the distance, twitched his ears.

Others thought he couldn't hear, but in reality, Xu Pangda's ears were much more sensitive than ordinary people.

Xu Pangda lowered his head even further, unconsciously clenching the straps of his schoolbag, and walked forward more quickly.

Just as he walked back to his own courtyard, Xu Pangda stood at the courtyard gate and saw his mother sitting on a stone stool in the courtyard, lost in thought.

Xu Pangda swallowed, feeling a little scared, but he still walked in and whispered, "Mother, I... I'm back from school."

Wang Feng turned her head, looking at her son, her phoenix eyes lacking any spirit: "You're back."

Originally one of the famous beauties of the capital, she now appeared so haggard.

"Yes, Mother, I'm back," Xu Pangda repeated, walking with his chubby little legs to his mother's side.

"Go play. Dinner will be a little later today," Wang Feng said indifferently, then withdrew her gaze, as if she was directly letting him run wild.

"Um, it's okay. I'm not hungry yet..."

Xu Pangda carried his schoolbag and was about to walk into the room, but after only a few steps, Xu Pangda bit his lip, as if he had mustered a lot of courage, and ran back to his mother's side again.

Xu Pangda raised his head, looking nervously at Wang Feng: "Mother, today at school, the teacher praised me..."

"Mm," Wang Feng nodded, but didn't even look at her child.

"Then, Mother, I'll go back to my room first." Looking at his mother's appearance, Xu Pangda felt a tingling in his nose.

Wang Feng: "Mm."

Xu Pangda tiptoed and poured a cup of water for his mother, placing it on the table, then lowered his head and walked into the room.

Sitting at the small desk, Xu Pangda took out his books.

Xu Pangda looked out the window, also wanting to go out and play.

Xu Pangda shook his head heavily, patted his chubby little face hard, took a deep breath, focused his mind, and reviewed what the teacher had taught today.

Myriad Sword Sect.

It is one of the Four Holy Lands and Five Great Sects in the mouths of cultivators.

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It is the sacred ground in the dreams of all sword cultivators.

And the Sect Master of the Myriad Sword Sect—Jiang Luoyu—is now the number one sword immortal in the world.

She is also known as the strongest female sword immortal in history.

In her thousand years of cultivation, Jiang Luoyu had never taken a disciple.

Among them, there were many sword immortal embryos with innate sword bones, sword intent bodies, and so on who came to find Jiang Luoyu, but Jiang Luoyu didn't take any of them.

But just a year ago, Jiang Luoyu took a disciple.

A four-year-old child.

Soon, the name of this child spread throughout the entire Sword Sect.

Her name is Xu Xuenuo.

Four-year-old Xu Xuenuo suddenly became one of the people with the highest seniority in the Myriad Sword Sect.

Many elders who were hundreds of years old had to call Xu Xuenuo "Martial Aunt."

No one cared about Xu Xuenuo's innate sword bones.

It's not that there are no such sacred bodies in the Myriad Sword Sect.

So many people were curious about what was so special about this four-year-old junior martial aunt that she could be accepted as a direct disciple by the Sect Master, and might even be a closed-door disciple.

Some people wanted to meet this four-year-old junior martial aunt.

But since this junior martial aunt entered the sect, she had been on the Sect Master's Peak and had never come out.

In the mountains and forests of the Sect Master's Peak.

A woman wearing a Myriad Sword Sect sword robe stepped on fallen leaves.

The woman's skin was fair, surpassing white snow. Below her straight and delicate nose was a pair of vermilion lips, like a light touch of a plum blossom brush.

Perhaps because of her long-term sword practice, the woman's figure was slender. Even wearing a sword robe, one could vaguely feel her well-proportioned, straight, yet powerful and elastic legs.

The woman was beautiful, but as cold as a piece of ice, making people afraid to approach.

The woman walked to a mountain stream.

The waterfall hung down from a high place, rushing into the mountain spring.

In the center of the mountain spring, there was a pink and jade-like little girl sitting cross-legged on a stone.

Similar to the woman, their pair of sword eyebrows revealed heroism.

"Xuenuo," Jiang Luoyu called softly to the little girl.

Xu Xuenuo slowly opened her eyes, stood up, and performed a Myriad Dao Sect sword salute to the woman: "Master."

Jiang Luoyu looked at the sword energy around Xu Xuenuo's body, and then nodded: "It's almost time, come with me."

Xu Xuenuo nodded: "Yes, Master."

Xu Xuenuo didn't know where her master was taking her. She only saw her master wave her sleeve, and she was stepping on a flying sword, shuttling through the clouds.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Jiang Luoyu brought Xu Xuenuo to a strange mountain peak.

The reason it was said to be strange was because there were no trees on the mountain peak, and all that was inserted were long swords, one after another.

Besides that, the only thing was a very large sword monument, inscribed—

"Mind-Clearing Sword Peak."

Xu Xuenuo frowned.

She felt very uncomfortable.

It was as if every time she got a little closer to this mountain peak, her body would be torn to pieces by tens of thousands of long swords.

But Xu Xuenuo pursed her thin lips tightly, clenched her fists, and didn't even utter a sound.

When Xu Xuenuo landed, she was standing in front of a cave.

There was also a stone tablet in front of the cave, engraved with four characters—

"Sword Heart Dao Ming."

"Next, you might die."

Jiang Luoyu withdrew her gaze from the stone tablet, looked down at Xu Xuenuo, and slowly said.