I’ll be dead if I don’t make it back at dawn? Lin Yun looked at the cliff with his brows knitted. He had already guessed the plump old man’s identity, but he didn’t expect that the old man to be so heartless. The old man had clearly helped him to comprehend the tenth sword, but he also gave him such a challenge.

“I heard that the Pavilion Master is hardly seen and that his mood fluctuates easily. It looks like the rumours are true,” said Lin Yun as he looked at the old man. If he was right, this old man was the Sword Firmament Pavilion’s Pavilion Master, Jian Xuanhe. Aside from him, no one would dare to be so wanton.

“Stop wasting time here and think about how you’re going to get back up. Hah, the boy who doesn’t regret his killings. I do have to remind you that Lil’ Plum won’t be able to save you if you’re discovered to be gone.”

Lil’ Plum?...