Hu Zhiming felt like he was in a dream. 

Think about it – how many people did he turn away in the past few days? He had rejected South Sea Sword Sect Master Wei Heng the most, a total of six times. 

After him, it was East Mountain Sect Master. The guy who did not like to show his face and who even let his junior brother take over his seat in the Main Sword Masters came four times. 

Then, Spring Wind Sect Master Xie Chungang came three times. 

Primordial Sword Sect, two times. 

Purple Illusion Sword Sect, two times. 

Empty Cave Sword Sect, one time. 

…… 

Hu Zhiming instinctively knew that among the ten top sword sects, aside from the Frost Cold Sword Sect and the Pavilion Mountain Sword Sect, every other sect came. 

Not only that, there were a few other great sword sects in Swallow Mountain who came to visit. 

The first time Wei Heng from the South Sea Sword Sect came to visit, Hu Zhiming had felt incredibly conflicted about rejecting him outside. Back then, his heart was beating fiercely and he was afraid that Sect Master Wei Heng would lose his temper. 

After all, Wei Heng personally came to visit as the Sect Master of one of the ten sword sects and a member of the Main Sword Masters. Even when the Opening Heavens Sword Sect was in its glory days in the past, they had to open the sect array and their Sect Master would personally come out to greet the guest. 

Rejecting someone at the mountain gate was no different from spitting in their face. 

However, nothing happened in the end. Wei Heng did not drop his smile and he even smiled brighter than before. His smile seemed to stretch to his ears and he continuously said that it...