Outside the House of Waveswept Rocks.

When he heard that sword hum ring out, Lu Hao’s handsome, almost beautiful face instantly lit up with excitement and eagerness. “In Martial Uncle Liu’s hands, the talisman sword really is extraordinary; even its hum is mighty enough to shake the soul.”

Cha Jin’s heart tensed, and the look on her beautiful face shifted. That was no “sword hum”; that was the tune of someone seeking their own demise!

She turned and charged into the House of Waveswept Rocks, only for Lu Hao to block her path.

“Junior Apprentice Sister,” he said with concern, “Martial Uncle Liu has already attacked. Even if you go in, it’s too late to stop him. Besides, Su Yi is about to die; you ought to be happy.”

“I’m not worried about something happening to Su Yi!” Cha Jin snapped, “I’m worried that Martial Uncle Liu is going to die!”

Lu Hao was dazed, as if he’d just heard an enormous joke. “How is that possible? If Su Yi can really kill Martial Uncle Liu, I’m willing to kowtow before him!”

Before he even finished speaking, he saw Martial Uncle Liu’s snowy white figure appear atop the courtyard walls. He instantly laughed, “See? Martial Uncle Liu wo—”

Before he could even finish...