Amazing! The mighty dragon is out of prison!!

As Qin Mo finished speaking, the Divine King Sword also fell silent.

He remained calm and composed, walking until he reached the last step of the stone steps.

He was just one step away from stepping into the courtyard.

Just then, an invisible sword intent flowed through the air, suddenly transforming into an unseen sharp edge, coming from inside the courtyard gate and heading straight for Qin Mo's face.

It was as if Qin Mo would be cleaved in two by this sword intent the moment he stepped into the courtyard!

Qin Mo's eyes narrowed, and he reacted quickly.

He shifted his feet and immediately unleashed the Ghost Step.

His figure almost left an afterimage as he swiftly passed over the stone steps, barely avoiding the invisible sword intent.

Just then, the music began to quicken.

The original sound of the zither was like a mountain stream.

But at that moment, it suddenly turned into a landslide and a tsunami!

A murderous intent swept over him.

The music surrounding Qin Mo seemed to transform into tangible swords in an instant.

A rain of swords swept towards Qin Mo.

He did not draw his sword.

As he soared into the air, he casually plucked a few pine needles from the ancient pine tree beside him.

Hold it between two fingers and give your wrist a slight shake.

—Whoosh!

Several pine needles shot out, directly meeting the sky full of sword energy.

A very faint buzzing sound was heard, creating a slight vibration in the air.

The sword energy transformed from the sound of the zither collided with the internal force carried by the pine needles in mid-air.

An invisible wave of energy spread outwards, causing the old trees outside the courtyard to tremble and shed leaves all over the ground.

However, the music in the courtyard did not stop. Instead, the tune changed again, and the sword intent became even more dense and ruthless.

One layer after another, stretching endlessly, like a thousand troops galloping in.

Qin Mo touched the ground with his toes, and amidst the boundless sword intent, his figure moved forward and backward, opening and closing.

He had mastered the Ghostly Steps to its extreme, allowing him to constantly pluck leaves as swords and deflect streaks of sword energy while dodging.

Before he even saw the person in the courtyard, he had already witnessed how formidable this man was.

Even though they were only exchanging blows from a distance, as the sword energy transformed from the music of the zither increased, Qin Mo was able to better appreciate the strength of this person.

This is a true master.

Even Qin Mo wondered if Su Bo would have been able to cleanse her more easily if this person had made the move.

If this person had wanted to fight back, even with heavy weapons, far more people would have died today.

Moreover, this person may not need to take action themselves.

Blackrock Prison is exceptionally lenient towards true masters.

If this person intervenes, it's impossible to protect Su Changfeng, but Su Mingsheng and his son might not be taken away.

However, when Qin Mo sensed the purity within the sword intent, he understood why this person hadn't shown up.

Although he didn't know this senior member of the Wind and Rain Alliance, he could roughly guess what kind of person he was just from the other party's sword intent.

He would not associate with people like Su Changfeng.

Otherwise, such pure sword energy could not be cultivated.

Back and forth they exchanged dozens of blows from a distance.

Only when Qin Mo knocked down the last sword energy and stepped into the courtyard did the music in the pavilion finally stop.

As soon as the music stopped, the chilling sword energy also vanished completely.

A deep, aged laugh echoed from within the pavilion: "Young man, you are indeed quite capable. This technique of using leaves as swords, was it taught to you by Jueyuan?"

Qin Mo had already taken his hand out of his pocket, showing great respect for this senior he had never met.

"Yes, senior."

"The Divine King Sword has already recognized you as its master. Why didn't you draw it just now?"

The old man's voice came again, devoid of any emotion: "Do you think I'm not worthy of you drawing your sword?"

The other party did not show up. After entering the courtyard, Qin Mo did not go any further and simply stood there to answer.

"I think the reason you want to see me is not because I drew the God King Sword."

"If I'm not mistaken, you must have heard that Uncle Su is considered half of my master."

"So I think that using the methods he taught us to deal with it is what you want to see."

Almost every move this senior made was designed to guide Qin Mo to use Professor Su Jueyuan's technique of using leaves as swords in response.

Qin Mo understood what he meant, so she did as he suggested.

"Haha, you young man are indeed interesting. No wonder the Divine King Sword chose you."

As the laughter subsided, the old man's voice carried a hint of melancholy:

"I haven't seen Jueyuan for thirty years either. That child, he himself is like a sword."

"I used to worry that he was too rigid and easily broken, and that letting him go out and explore was the best choice."

"I just didn't expect him to do even better than I thought."

Qin Mo didn't know what the connection was between the old man and Uncle Su, but he could tell that the old man was clearly happy to see Uncle Su again.

He didn't interrupt the old man, letting him continue speaking while he listened patiently.

"Blackrock Prison...that place is indeed a good place for him."

"I saw it all just now, he has really grown a lot."

"That's good. It means that one of my Storm Alliance's children has made us proud."

"I can rest assured now."

Upon hearing this, Qin Mo sensed something was wrong.

He opened his mouth, about to say something, when he was interrupted by the old man's voice.

"You don't need to try to comfort me. At my age, what is there that I can't let go of?"

"You are half a disciple of Jueyuan, so I am half a master to you."

"I called you here to ask you why you're unwilling to become the alliance leader."

Qin Mo did not hide anything from the old man: "My ambitions lie elsewhere."

A few simple words, without any excuses, neither belittling nor praising anyone.

But it is the most direct reason.

After listening, the old man remained silent for a moment: "Very well, if your ambitions lie elsewhere, I will naturally not make things difficult for you."

"But as you can see, the descendants of my Wind and Rain Alliance are indeed getting worse with each generation."

"Changfeng has gone astray, and now the Fengyu Alliance is leaderless, which will inevitably lead to chaos."

"Consider it a favor I'm doing for you, so I'm asking you to temporarily take over as the leader of this alliance."

"If a more suitable person comes along in the future, how about we change the position of alliance leader?"

Before Qin Mo could refuse, the old man said, "If I'm not mistaken, with your skills, you've come to Nanzhao for other reasons."

"Having this position as the leader of the alliance will make things much easier for you."

"How about considering this as payment for the God-King Sword?"

Even if you become the leader of the alliance, you don't necessarily need to manage the affairs of the Wind and Rain Alliance; you can just be a figurehead.

After all, the Wind and Rain Alliance has been passed down for hundreds of years and has long had its own set of procedures, so Qin Mo doesn't need to worry about it.

Like this senior, after his decisive battle with Su Jueyuan, he also went into seclusion for ten years, only having the title and not caring about the actual affairs.

Qin Mo remained silent for a long time before finally nodding: "I understand."