Fantasy: Stealthily draw the sword 100,000 times, come out of the mountain and become a sword god
35 Zhao Ming’s Death, Identity Exposed

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Zhao Ming was dying!

Xu Tian's eyelids twitched.

Then, he felt a little dazed.

There is no Jiazi in the mountains, and the cold is gone, so I don't know how long it has been.

Xu Tian, who had been cultivating on the Cliff of Reflection, finally realized that three years had passed since he extended Zhao Ming's life for three years in the Nine Peaks Hall.

"Has this day finally come?”

Xu Tian couldn't describe what he was feeling. He had mixed feelings, as if it was just another day.

There were nine out of ten things that didn't go well in life.

He didn't want this day to come, but it did.

Without further delay, he hurriedly followed the disciple and rushed toward the ninth summit.

When he arrived at Zhao Ming's room on the ninth summit, Xu Tian happened to bump into Zhuang Changhe and the other peak masters who were walking out of the room.

Zhuang Changhe and the other peak masters had a heavy and sorrowful expression on their faces. Even when they saw Xu Tian, a disciple who rarely showed his face, Zhuang Changhe could only wave his hand weakly at Xu Tian and say,

"Xu Tian, right? I still remember you. Hurry up and go in to see your master. He wants to see you.”

"Alright."

Xu Tian took a deep breath and walked into the bedroom.

There was a lonely bed in the bedroom with a few candles lit.

Zhao Ming covered himself with the blanket. His face was sallow and his body was as thin as a dry pole.

His hair was completely white, and his cheeks were deeply sunken, revealing his high cheekbones and arched eyebrows.

Every time he breathed, he had to use a lot of strength. One could hear his panting.

The great sword cultivator at the peak of the Spirit Sea Realm who was once in high spirits was no different from those old people who were tortured by illness and dying.

Zhao Wan 'er was kneeling by the bed, her face resting on Zhao Ming's hand. Her shoulders were trembling from sobs.

When she saw Xu Tian enter, Zhao Wan 'er plunged into Xu Tian's embrace. She finally could not hold it in anymore and wailed.

"Senior Brother! Father... Daddy can't hold on anymore!"

Xu Tian's heart was heavy as he patted Zhao Wan 'er's back gently.

At this moment, any words of comfort were unnecessary.

"Wan 'er, don't be so sad. Cough cough, everyone will die. Father just left a little early.”

Zhao Ming forced himself to sit up and coughed violently as he spoke.

"Wan 'er, listen to me. You go out first. I have something to say to Tian' er in private.”

Zhao Wan 'er wiped away her tears, gritted her teeth, and nodded. She reluctantly walked out and closed the door.

Only Xu Tian and Zhao Ming were left in the bedroom.

Xu Tian glanced at Zhao Ming and sighed inwardly.

The injuries that Zhao Ming had suffered back then had already damaged his origin. In addition, he hadn't had a good rest for many years, so his body had completely collapsed.

Even though Xu Tian was already at the pinnacle of the Golden Bridge Ninth Level, he still couldn't change Zhao Ming's fate.

"Master!"

Xu Tian opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

Zhao Ming waved his hand lightly and said," Tian 'er, you don't have to say anything to comfort me. I've already waited for this moment for thirteen years. I've long been mentally prepared. It's just life and death. It's no big deal."”

When he said this, Zhao Ming's gaze was calm. It was obvious that he had long disregarded life and death.

Xu Tian was not a pretentious person. He nodded and said,"Master, if you have any instructions or wishes, I will do my best to help you fulfill them.”

"Hehe, Master's life can be considered to have come to an end. I've experienced what I should have experienced, and I have no regrets.”

Zhao Ming shook his head and sighed softly.

"Tian 'er, I've watched you grow up since you were young. Although you and I are master and disciple, in my heart, I've already treated you as my nephew.

Now that I'm leaving, I don't have anything to leave for you. I'm really ashamed.”

"Master, you're being too serious. It's me who hasn't had the time to repay you properly. It's me who's feeling ashamed.”Xu Tian said softly.

Zhao Ming smiled and continued,""Tian 'er, Wan' er has always been a straightforward girl and easily causes trouble. After I leave, she will be the only one in this world that she can rely on.

I hope that after I leave, you can help me look after Wan 'er and take care of her.”

Xu Tian nodded and replied," Don't worry, Master. Junior Sister Wan 'er has long been regarded as my biological sister in my heart. I will naturally take good care of her."”

"That's good. Finally, I have a question. I want you to tell me, Tian 'er. Is that okay?”

Zhao Ming's face turned even more sallow. Every word he said took a lot of effort.

Xu Tian could guess what Zhao Ming was going to say. After thinking for a while, he said,

"Master, feel free to speak."

"Alright."

Zhao Ming held his breath and said slowly,""Tian 'er, I want to know if you were the one who killed the remaining members of the Giant Demon Sect three years ago, extended my life for three years, and resolved the danger of the Sword Sect being exterminated.”

After saying that, Zhao Ming looked at Xu Tian with a complicated expression.

All these years, he had always had this guess.

However, he had never asked, or rather, he was afraid that it would involve Xu Tian's secret.

Xu Tian was silent.

After a while, under Zhao Ming's complicated gaze, Xu Tian replied softly,"

"It's me."

At this moment, Zhao Ming received an answer.

The breath that he had forcefully held in finally dissipated.

"Hahahaha, to have such a disciple, this life is enough!”

He smiled, relieved.

He looked back at his life. He was not very capable. He spent most of his time in the Long River Sword Sect. There was nothing worth writing about.

However, he had taught a good disciple!

With Xu Tian around, he did not have to worry about Zhao Wan 'er.

However, he felt a little regretful.

As his master, he did not get to see his disciple truly rule the world and become famous.

"Forget it, let's go."

Zhao Ming smiled and passed away.

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