Unsheathed

The dragon palace at the bottom of Verdant Bamboo Lake was brightly lit, making it difficult to determine whether it was day or night.

The crescent moon had already risen above the hanging willows beside the lake, painting a peaceful and tranquil picture.

The lights at Imperial Accompanying City had also been extinguished, with the lanterns being taken down and the residents closing their doors tightly and not daring to keep any lamps on, lest they attract unnecessary trouble.

The lake water parted, making way for a young sword immortal in white who was carrying a sword on his back. Standing beside him was the lake lord of Verdant Bamboo Lake who was feeling much more reassured right now.

As for the scenes inside the dragon palace, more than half of the cultivators had been executed after a long period of accusations and commotion. It wasn't just half of them who had been killed as promised by the sword immortal beforehand.

However, the cultivators who were fortunate enough to survive didn't feel like the esteemed sword immortal had a bad temper. They had managed to survive, after all, so should they not be content?

A translucent and exquisite porcelain bottle appeared in Chen Ping'an's hand. Inside this bottle was gently swaying turquoise water, and not only was this bottle of water fortune essence rare and valuable, but it was also like a timely bout of rain for his body.

Chen Ping'an smiled faintly and asked, "Lake Lord, do you think your fortune is good or bad?"

Lake Lord Yin Hou, who had already lost his reddish-purple Dao robe, smiled and replied, "I won't think about this at all. As the lake lord of Verdant Bamboo Lake, I'll definitely protect and properly oversee this region in the future. I don't dare to make any promises as large as the sea regarding matters further in the future, but I'll dutifully carry out Sword Immortal's orders and maintain one hundred years of good weather and good harvest in the jurisdiction of Verdant Bamboo Lake. There won't be any natural disasters, and as instructed by Sword Immortal, I won't interfere with any of the manmade disasters."

"Promises as large as the sea? This is quite a good saying for water gods such as you," Chen Ping'an commented.

He then smiled and continued, "Make sure you don't forget the other matter either."

Lake Lord Yin Hou bowed his head and cupped his fists, saying, "Rest assured, Sword Immortal, I'll definitely keep this in mind. If I fail to accomplish this task, then Sword Immortal can hack me to death with a single sword strike when you return from your travels through Verdant Bamboo Lake in the future."