The chosen one's master has arrived.

It must be said, the moment Zhongli Qingmeng spoke.

The faces of the Three Old Ancestors grew increasingly ugly.

They radiated killing intent toward Ling Yushuang and Lin Wentian.

"It is not like that; how could I secretly harm my Junior Sister?"

Lin Wentian hurriedly explained.

Chu Xinghe inadvertently glanced at Zhongli Qingmeng.

Seeing Zhongli Qingmeng smile at him.

He felt vigilant in his heart.

This Villainous Demoness definitely had no good intentions.

She wouldn't have recognized him, would she?

Probably not; the Immortal-Demon Body was already gone.

His current appearance and demeanor were completely different from before.

She shouldn't be able to recognize him.

Chu Xinghe suddenly thought.

The way he handled things was still so steady.

It still had shadows of his past self.

This Zhongli Qingmeng wouldn't want to kill him because of this, would she?

Thinking he had tarnished the previous Chu Xinghe.

If that were really the case.

Then things would really blow up.

The power Zhongli Qingmeng could mobilize was too vast.

For now, he could only take it one step at a time.

Looking at the three Mount Sumeru Old Ancestors who were about to erupt in anger.

Chu Xinghe knew that the Child of Destiny must have other methods.

Since that was the case, he couldn't be blamed for being ruthless.

"Wait, I think what this young lady said makes sense."

"I don't know what will happen next, but the things they owe me are real."

"As for Brother Lin, I only helped you once, and at the very least, you haven't won her over yet."

"The agreement between us is void."

After Chu Xinghe finished speaking, he tore up the Supreme IOU in his hand.

"Miss Ling, as the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda; the Opportunity you owe me is deserved."

"However, helping someone pursue you without your consent was my mistake, so this contract shall serve as my apology."

After speaking, he tore up the contract.

Watching the so calm Chu Xinghe.

Everyone present looked at him sideways.

Even Old Ancestor Zhongli's eyes held appreciation.

Jian Qiankun felt the same.

Such a young man was truly rare.

The three Mount Sumeru Old Ancestors looked at Chu Xinghe, their gazes also carrying kindness.

This one was much more sensible than Lin Wentian.

"The reason I chose to help Brother Lin was because he previously said you saved his life once, which is why I thought of using this method."

After Chu Xinghe tore up the contract, he stopped speaking.

The meaning was that it was now time for them to perform.

The Three Old Mountain Masters looked at Lin Wentian.

"There are too many people here; come back with us, and Miss Ling should come back with us as well."

Hearing this, Lin Wentian's heart sank to the bottom.

Just now, he had secretly contacted his Master, but his Master had shown no reaction.

He knew that the death of Clear Water would affect the hearts of many in Mount Sumeru.

But now, even he felt dizzy.

He always felt like there was a hand in the dark pushing him.

But he had no idea where this hand was.

He had originally suspected that Chu Xinghe had ulterior motives.

But in the end, he discovered it was just to help him pursue Ling Yushuang.

And this matter was something he had begged Chu Xinghe to agree to.

He had voluntarily owed a Supreme Opportunity.

When both of them had misunderstood Chu Xinghe.

Chu Xinghe had still been so honest.

Tearing up the contract.

With such gentlemanly behavior, continuing to doubt him would instead be their own fault.

Zhongli Qingmeng withdrew her gaze from Chu Xinghe.

If Xinghe were still alive, he wouldn't be so generous.

That guy was so greedy for money.

He was the type who wouldn't release the hawk until he saw the rabbit.

It was impossible for him to have such gentlemanly behavior.

But she just loved that petty side of him.

Only after losing him did she understand how to cherish him.

Lin Wentian's thoughts were complicated.

He understood that he could not go back.

If he went back, there would really be no hope of proving his innocence.

Now, out here, there was still a chance.

But he had to get past this hurdle first.

"Old Ancestors, I bear a great responsibility for Junior Sister's death; give me half a month, and I will definitely be able to investigate the cause of Junior Sister's death and give you and Master an explanation."

Hearing this, the three Old Ancestors frowned.

How could they not understand Lin Wentian's meaning?

This was him not wanting to go back with them.

However, Lin Wentian had been able to obtain an Opportunity in the Supreme Secret Realm.

If he got involved with the Sword God Sect, it would be even more troublesome.

"No need; we will send people to investigate, and if it really has nothing to do with you, it won't be too late for you to come out then."

Lin Wentian's heart had already sunk to the bottom.

At this moment, Jian Qiankun, who had not spoken until now, stepped forward.

"Since the young friend was able to gain the favor of our Sword God Sect's Senior, it also means he has a connection with our Sword God Sect; why not come to our Sword God Sect as a guest?"

The Great Mountain Master narrowed his eyes.

"Jian Qiankun, what do you mean by this?"

Jian Qiankun waved his hand.

"I don't mean anything by it."

"What do you mean you don't mean anything by it?"

"It just means I don't mean anything; if you think it means something, then you are really interesting."

"So you mean it means that?"

"I certainly don't mean that."

The two of them went back and forth.

Everyone listening felt their heads spinning.

Why not just fight if you disagree?

"He is indeed a Disciple of your Mount Sumeru, but now he also has a connection with our Sword God Sect; if you don't want this Disciple, our Sword God Sect would welcome him."

"Moreover, the struggle between Prodigies has always been this way; if your skills are inferior, you must admit it, and only those who survive can be called capable."

Jian Qiankun looked at the Three Old Mountain Masters with mockery in his eyes.

The meaning was self-evident, mocking the three of them that if it weren't for others' help, they would have already kicked the bucket.

The three of them flushed, looking at Jian Qiankun with killing intent in their eyes.

"It is rumored that Jian Qiankun of the Sword God Sect has profound cultivation and superb swordsmanship; today, this Mountain Master would like to test it."

Jian Qiankun sneered.

"Don't let me kill you, only for other old monsters from your Mount Sumeru to come out."

The Old Mountain Master's face was gloomy.

This was looking down on him.

Before he could speak.

The Qiankun Sword Intent erupted.

The heavens and earth shook, the Qiankun was vast.

The Old Mountain Master felt as if he were placed in the Qiankun Sword Domain, unable to struggle.

"Stop."

At this moment, a voice came from the Void Realm.

After hearing this voice.

The expressions of everyone present changed.

Even Zhongli Qingmeng looked deeply at the old man walking out of the Void Realm.

The old man was only 1.6 meters tall, but standing there, he looked like a giant mountain supporting the sky.

The Qiankun Sword Intent shattered directly upon the utterance of that one word.

The old man stood in front of the Great Mountain Master.

"Little Qiankun, how long has it been, your swordsmanship has improved quite a bit."

Jian Qiankun put away his sword and cupped his hands.

"Greetings, Mount Sumeru Master."

Only the strongest of each generation of Mount Sumeru could add the two characters 'Sumeru' to their name.

This person was the one who inherited the title of 'Sumeru' from the Ancient Era.

He had even once guided Jian Qiankun.

This person was also known as the wise man of Mount Sumeru.

Xumi Jing, a very feminine title.

Xumi Jing looked at Lin Wentian.

"Your mindset is restless, and you are looking at the sky from the bottom of a well."

With one sentence, Lin Wentian's expression changed drastically.

Because his Master had never spoken such harsh words.

Xumi Jing looked at the Three Old Mountain Masters.

"Three Junior Martial Uncles, could you give me a little face? The death of Clear Water was caused by someone else."

The expressions of the Three Old Mountain Masters changed.

They could inherit the title of Mountain Master, but they could not inherit the two characters 'Sumeru'.

Moreover, they knew this Junior Martial Nephew's capabilities.

The three of them looked at each other.

"Junior Martial Nephew, you may make the decision."