Even though the little girl in red felt discouraged for a moment, she was Li Baoping, after all! She quickly became energetic and full of spirit as she quietly shuffled her feet and sneakily moved from the left-hand side of the tall woman to behind her. Continuing to shuffle her feet, Li Baoping eventually arrived on the right-hand side of the tall woman. She looked at her garment and checked out her large lotus leaf. Li Baoping felt like these were still very beautiful, and that the tall woman was still very attractive.

After hearing Cui Chan's outburst and listening to the old scholar's scolding, Chen Ping'an was able to notice a few things. However, he was still in disbelief as he gulped and quietly asked the tall woman, "Is this old scholar Mr. Qi's teacher? Is he that Scholarly Sage or something? A mighty Confucian Sage?"

No wonder their journey had been filled with so many ups and downs. No wonder they had come across A'Liang, the terrestrial sword immortal from Wind Snow Temple, and of course, this young boy with the surname Cui.

The tall woman nodded and replied with a smile, "Yes, that's indeed the case."

The true identity of this tall woman was the sword spirit of the old sword billet that had hung under the stone arch bridge. She had waited there for almost 10,000 years, and she had once personally witnessed the death of the final True Dragon in the world. That was an epic final battle that had involved the powerful Qi refiners from the three teachings and the hundred schools of thought. 

Even so, they had still suffered countless casualties, with the corpses of the victims raining down from the sky and crashing into the earth. Their souls had gathered together and didn't dissipate, and they had eventually intertwined together with the fortune of the True Dragon once it was killed. In the end, this had formed Jewel Small World. In the tall woman's eyes, however, this was...