Time flies.
In the blink of an eye.
It has been six years since the passing of Masters Bu and Nie, and the slumber of Grandmaster Qin Feng.
On this day.
Pengshan City.
Yangg Xiong arrived at the Ten Thousand Scroll Cave with a tall and slender middle-aged man, his face lit with joy.
The middle-aged man wore a joyful expression as well, but the curiosity in his gaze far outweighed his delight.
The Ten Thousand Scroll Cave was a sect's restricted area, accessible at will only to the Sect Master. Many disciples didn't even know of its existence.
Among the elders, however, rumors spread that the cave was not only filled with a plethora of secret manuals but also served as the secluded cultivation site for the sect's Great Grandmasters.
But rumors were, after all, just rumors, lacking any proof.
"Later, when we go in, don't let yourself get too startled." Yangg Xiong, in fine spirits, even took the time to tease the middle-aged man.
"Startled?"
