A Blind Swordsman's Sword Coffin

Early the next morning, Li Guanqi was sound asleep in his master’s courtyard when a sharp tolling bell jolted him awake. He got up and noticed that his master was already waiting outside the door.

Li Nanting’s expression was solemn. “Get up quickly. We’re heading to the Heavenly Sword Peak’s plaza.”

Though bewildered, Li Guanqi quickly gathered his belongings and followed his master down the mountain. Along the way, he noticed that all the sect’s disciples were making their way toward the Heavenly Sword Peak.

Every single disciple was heading there at this moment.

Li Guanqi asked curiously, “Master, what’s going on? What’s that ringing mean?”

Li Nanting explained with a heavy expression, ”That was the Daxia Sword Sect’s warning bell. It rarely rings, but when it does, all disciples within the sect must immediately gather at the Heavenly Sword Peak Plaza. It means that a disciple has broken the sect’s rules.”

Li Guanqi’s heart trembled. What kind of violation could warrant such a drastic response?

He didn’t dare ask further and simply followed. Many disciples they passed along the way paused to bow respectfully to Li Nanting, while others greeted Li Guanqi with warm smiles.

In return, Li Guanqi politely smiled and greeted them back.

Li Nanting felt they were wasting too much time. He grabbed Li Guanqi and soared into the sky, heading straight for Heavenly Sword Peak.