It was Hua Tianshu

"Demon venerable Shen, you're back!" Kong Xun immediately greeted the man with a relieved expression plastered on his face, "I was very worried about you." 

Jie Fu Lian nodded his head as he heard this, "I'm guessing nothing important happened...?" 

"Nothing out of the ordinary," Kong Xun reassured. 

"Then I have a few things for you to do," Jie Fu Lian spoke with a sigh, "First, I'll go and take a bath. We'll talk again later." 

"I'll prepare the bath for you." 

Jie Fu Lian nodded his head as he agreed. 

While Kong Xun prepared the bath for him, Jie Fu Lian took out his sword and stared at it for a long time. 

The Changbo sword had always been precious to him. Whenever he felt troubled, this sword was always there to help him. Whenever he held it close, he felt a sense of reassurance. 

However, now, he could only feel a pang of guilt as he looked at the sword that now had a piece of Hua Tianshu's soul trapped within.