Bai Jin suddenly recalled something and said, "Master, before I went to the Sealing God Battlefield to make plans, I heard an interesting story. I would like to share it with you."
"What could possibly be so important that you specially came to tell me?"
"It's nothing major, just a small tale I found entertaining. I thought I'd share it to bring a smile to your face, Master."
The Tongtian Sect Master smiled and nodded, feeling touched. Among all his Disciples, it was only Bai Jin who dared to come and engage in such idle chatter with him.
"Go on then, let's hear it!"
"Let's hear a story. There is a family, a Master and his Disciple, who live by the cliffside.
The Disciple wears a Mountain River Crown, wields a Three-pointed Blade, his eyes are like a Demon Mirror, his legs as swift as the Chasing Wind Horse. Accompanied by the Demon Slaying Sword, he has the skill to traverse both heavens and oceans with ease. His surname is Yang Jian, styled Erlang."
