On Shuiyun Island, there were currently over thirty boats docked.
The little girl spoke without trying to conceal her words intentionally, so many people leaned out of their windows to look at the elderly man.
"So this is the Peak Master of Celestial Sword White Cloud Peak. I thought he was dead. Didn’t expect him to be alive?"
"Shh! What nonsense are you talking about? How can you curse someone of his level to die?"
"What are you scared of? His cultivation is long outdated. Thirty years ago, his cultivation was already crippled."
The elderly man listened to the conversation quietly, immediately pressing the little girl back into her seat and said coldly:
"You talk too much. Sit down at once."
The little girl’s face fell. It was clear she hadn’t said enough yet, but under her grandfather’s stern authority, she didn’t dare to say anything more.
On the other boat, the crowd looked stunned and at a loss.
The peak level master of Celestial Sword White Cloud Peak once killed over thirty masters on the prairie.
This must be a movie shoot, right?
If it’s not a movie shoot, could it be a parallel world?
Every word the little girl said could be understood on its own, but when strung together, it left them completely bewildered.
"This must be a movie. This little girl is probably a child star chosen for a key role. But where’s the camera? Could they be using some new filming technique allowing the actors more freedom?"
Qian Mingxing speculated in his heart.
But their expressions were seen quite differently by the elderly man.
These youngsters didn’t believe in the old man’s achievements.
The elderly man sighed to himself with regret.
He made his name young, becoming an outstanding disciple of Celestial Sword Peak at less than twenty years old. After twenty years of focused cultivation, he challenged the position of Peak Master of Celestial Sword Sect at less than forty years old, defeating dozens of sect members to take charge of one peak.
In those days, he was so formidable. Yet now, several youngsters were questioning him.
Dejectedly, the elderly man said:
"Those days are long gone. No matter how heroic I was back then, it doesn’t change the fact that I am now a cripple."
"Sir, you single-handedly took on thirty people back then and managed to leave without a scratch. How did you end up crippled?"
Wei Qingqing was the first to get into character, asking curiously.
She didn’t have a screenwriter’s script, but she had a heart eager to excel.
This was a movie shoot after all!
What if she ended up in the final cut?
The more Wei Qingqing thought about it, the more excited she got, and she couldn’t help but giggle.
This demeanor, when noticed by the elder, made him both angry and amused.
This girl was often not very respectful, but she had a face that made it hard to be truly mad at her.
"Back then, I was indeed one of the top few masters, but above that, there are the Death Gate and Celestial Gate realms."
The elderly man said.
"And the one who crippled me, the one who ruined half of my life’s power, was Qin Wenwu."
"Qin Wenwu?"
Wei Qingqing and the others were shocked.
That name again.
They still remembered that this island was sealed off because Lin Beichen and Qin Wenwu were going to have a great battle.
Yan Zhenyue and Wei Qingqing looked at Zhou Ya.
Could this Lin Beichen be the Lin Beichen they were thinking of?
Probably not, right?
"Don’t you recognize him? The person fishing is him."
The elder sighed, as if reminiscing about countless hardships over the last thirty years.
Back then, he was a top master, but one slip and his cultivation was crippled. Even though he regained his peak level now, he could hardly progress any further.
Qin Wenwu is now the number one master overseas. Although this so-called number one has some exaggeration, his cultivation is real.
And I, on the other hand, am blood and qi declining, finding it hard to advance an inch.
"Sir, you keep speaking of the great battle. Where exactly will this battle take place? It can’t be on the island or on the boats, right? That would be too dangerous with no protective measures."
Qian Mingxing had been searching for wire-flying equipment, finally couldn’t help but ask.
No camera, no crew members could be explained by some new recording method, but if there were no wire equipment and protective measures, how could this great battle take place?
Modern films like to use green screens, but there was no digital equipment here to depict the atmosphere of a great battle.
Could they really be like superheroes, emitting light and flying around?
Moreover, even if they were just randomly fighting, any martial combat could result in injuries.
With a lake on one side and weeds on the other, it would be quite easy to get scratched or even drown if they weren’t careful.
That’s too dangerous, right?
The elder laughed heartily, looking at them, almost laughing to tears.
"You kids are adorably naive. The world is vast, where isn’t a battleground? As for danger, it’s us spectators who are more at risk!"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Qian Mingxing wanted to ask more, but at that moment, the elder’s expression suddenly changed.
"No more talking. The main character has arrived."
As he finished his sentence, the thirty-some-odd boats around them began to shift.
The people on the boats stepped out of their cabins, looking towards a spot on the lake.
Wei Qingqing and the others widened their eyes, curiously looking over, but saw nothing.
Didn’t they say someone arrived? Why can’t we see anything?
Wei Qingqing blinked her big eyes, continuously glancing around.
Vaguely, she seemed to see something in the sky.
Wei Qingqing widened her eyes, looking up into the sky.
High above, there seemed to be a bird.
The bird kept circling, and it wasn’t until it neared the water’s surface that Wei Qingqing realized it wasn’t a bird, but a person.