Eight Sceneries World.
The path of the Cultivation Swordsman flourished throughout the mortal world. Cultivators seemed ethereal and elusive; while the older generations might know a little, the new generation born in the past twenty years could only hear about them in legends.
"Little Yun! I'm over here!"
"Little Yu! Slow down, I can't keep up!"
Childlike voices echoed in the valley as two children, one in front and one behind, struggled to climb the mountain.
The child in the lead had ordinary looks and simple clothing, while the one following wore neat attire, his lips red and teeth white.
The difference in family circumstances was evident from their clothing.
Zhang Xiaoyun grabbed Liu Yu's hand and pulled him up the slope, leaving a large stain on Liu Yu's clean clothes.
"Is there really an immortal on the mountain?"
Zhang Xiaoyun patted his chest confidently and said, "Yes! I saw one a few days ago, flying past in a flash, holding a treasure sword."
