Sun Wutian said somewhat bored, "Do you mean to go kowtow at the ancestral grave? What’s buried there isn’t bigger than me..."

He rolled his eyes and said, "Are you really saying I should go to the Southeast and sit on guard? That Shen You Sect, even if it’s qualified, you’d still have to find it first, right?"

"It’s not just these things, there’s something else I need to congratulate you on."

Yan Nan said, "But what I’m about to tell you is top-secret and I’m only telling you because it’s related to you. I’m worried that once you go, you won’t be able to hold back and might end up killing someone."

Sun Wutian was very curious, "What is it? Congratulate me? What good fortune could I have?"

"Among the ranks of the Southeast Guardians, there’s a young man, from whom I discovered your Hen Tian Blade. He has practiced well and can change and conceal it. If I weren’t familiar with you, I wouldn’t have recognized it."

Sun Wutian raised his eyebrow, looking at Yan Nan seriously, "Able to change? Conceal? Others can’t see it? What about our old rivals?"

"If they aren’t familiar with you to a certain extent, they can’t recognize it!" Yan Nan was very sure about this point, "At least, Duan Xiyang can’t recognize it."

Yan Nan could confirm this.

Because if Duan Xiyang could recognize it, he wouldn’t hold such high expectations for Fang Che’s spear.

Sun Wutian immediately became interested. If Duan Xiyang can’t recognize it, the possibility of others recognizing it is very small.

"One of ours? Can actually use the Hen Tian Blade?"

Sun Wutian’s eyes were deep, "Surname Sun?"

Yan Nan slowly raised his head, looking at Sun Wutian with equally deep eyes, "You truly left a legacy in the family?"

Sun Wutian said lightly, "What I left was my own blade technique."

"The Hen Tian Blade... belongs to the Sect’s blade!" Yan Nan smiled faintly, "Though it chooses its inheritor, prioritizing the bone blade, it’s ultimately the sect’s martial arts."

"The Hen Tian Blade requiring recognition from the Sword Manual and blade techniques, I haven’t passed on, I couldn’t pass it on. I don’t have that ability."

Sun Wutian said coldly, "What I’ve passed on is only what I realized myself. Vice Sect Master Yan, are you here to settle old scores with me or intend to question me?"

Yan Nan smiled faintly, "Questioning is indeed necessary. But also congratulating you is genuine, as well as the request, which is also genuine."

He spoke word by word, "But no matter what the matter is, passing on skills to your family without permission requires an explanation!"

Sun Wutian had been asleep too long, detached for too long.

Since waking, the entire sect has treated him like a treasure, Yan Nan had already noticed. This trend wasn’t right.

Therefore, using a joyful event to strike a reminder, using a minor matter to remind him was necessary.

He needed to know what rules were, who the real boss was.

This point was too important! Because it involved countless future deployments, what if there were another Duan Xiyang who no one but the big brother could control?

Duan Xiyang was a direct descendant from when the world was fought for, but Sun Wutian was not.

The two of them locked eyes.

Sun Wutian’s eyes carried dissatisfaction and slight anger, while Yan Nan’s smile was filled with pressure.

The two silently stared down each other.

After a long while, seeing Sun Wutian’s gaze still filled with anger and defiance, Yan Nan’s smile slowly turned stern, "The Sect’s Divine Skill, all nine of us have it, have you seen our families secretly inheriting it over the years? Even if there were, wasn’t it reported after opening the altar? Why should you, Sun Wutian, be an exception?"

This was a heavy blow!

Sun Wutian sighed dejectedly, "This matter, I was indeed wrong."

"Indeed?" Yan Nan frowned.

"I was wrong!"

Sun Wutian’s arrogance was suppressed.