From the outside, to most people, he merely looked pale and had no injuries. However, the truth was that his organs were severely injured and he was a mess internally. 

This was Qin Yu. 

Using the Mountain River Sword to kill Hu Fu in one blow seemed to be clean and easy but what he said earlier was already protecting his own reputation. It was not that his injuries were not light, but they were incredibly severe. So severe that he could only lie on the bed and groan. 

Qin Yu had wanted to endure it in front of Rourou and the other new sect members to demonstrate that he was tough and powerful. 

But he simply could not endure it. He could barely say more than, “Hm, hm.”

The old swordsman hugged the immortal sword in his hands and the flush on his face had yet to dissipate. Occasionally, he would look up to see the young Sect Master lying across from him. 

When the time came, one step could reach heaven. 

He never thought that at his age, when he was so close to shutting his eyes for good, he would actually have a chance to turn things around. 

One-armed Zhang Xiashan lowered his head and remained silent. 

Rourou looked at the two of them, “From today onwards, you both belong to the Opening Heavens Sword Sect. The Sect Master...