Qing Ya said in delight, “It’s been three years since I last saw my little martial aunt! I wonder how she’s been?”

Ling Yunhe said, “At just fourteen years of age, she was already the most talented sword cultivator of our One Sky Sword Pavilion’s younger generation, and the people of the Great Qi called her the ‘Little Sword Demon.’ They say that her comprehension and mastery of the Dao of the Sword are both monstrous.

“At fifteen, no one in the One Sky Sword Pavilion could guide her cultivation of the Dao of the Sword any further. Left with no other choice, High Elder ‘Patriarch Cold Mountain’ got personally involved. He sent your little martial aunt to the Cloudsky Divine Palace, one of the Great Xia’s four great orthodoxies, to continue her cultivation.

“When Cloudsky Divine Palace tested her attainments in the Dao of the Sword, they dispatched eighteen Grain Avoidance cultivators at once. Together, the eighteen of them formed the Heaven’s Net Divine Sword Formation. They told your little martial aunt that, so long as she lasted long enough to brew a pot of tea, they’d accept her as an inner sect disciple.

“In the end…” Ling Yunhe’s face filled with pride. “Just a few moments...