Qiong Yun City suburbs, Yu's Villa.

In the dark dungeon, a faint candle flickered.

"Finally, it's done!"

Looking at his own wife, Yi Qianmo's eyes were a little complicated, "Xi, can you keep your promise?"

"Yes, finally done!"

Across from him, a young man sat cross-legged.

He was tall and slender, dressed in a flowing red robe that highlighted his perfect figure. His skin was fair and smooth as jade, without a single blemish.

This is his wife, the number one person in Qingyun City, the jewel in the palm of the Yu family, Yu Wei.

Compared to his wife, Yi Qianmo was pale and thin, with sunken cheeks and a pair of dim eyes that were filled with resentment and helplessness.

Yu Wei looked down at him, her eyes devoid of the tenderness a wife would have for her husband. Instead, her tone was filled with pity. "I will honor my promise and let you go," she said, "and I will also protect your family."

Upon hearing this, a hint of weariness faded from Yi Qian Mo's eyes, and a glimmer of hope appeared on his face.

When he was five years old, he awakened to the power of Nine, but this power did not bring him good fortune. Instead, it brought disaster to him and his family.

All of this is simply because his family is a small, insignificant family in Qingyun City that doesn't have any clout.

Then, attacks from all major factions came one after another, escalating in intensity.

His father was killed in front of him to protect him, and the entire family was nearly destroyed.

At a crucial moment, the Yu family came to his aid, but on the condition that he marry into their family.

For the sake of his family, Yi Qianmo became the prospective son-in-law of the Yu family.

He originally thought the Yu family valued his appearance and wanted to nurture him.

He never expected that the Fish family's match was just for the sake of their precious daughter, Yu Wei, who possessed nine tails, to make a double-happiness pair.

Yi Qianmo was unrivaled in his skill, but he knew that if he did not forge this tripod, the Yi clan, without its protection, would be exterminated.

And Yu Wei also agreed to him, as long as he cooperated, she would let him leave after the task was done and ensure the safety of his Yi family.

Thirteen years!

After thirteen years spent in this dark dungeon, he finally saw the light of day again.

But...

Yúwēi let out a low growl, then suddenly drew the sword from her waist and lunged at him.

His sword flashed, he was powerless to resist!

"Why!"

Holding his severed right hand tendon, Yi Qianmo was both shocked and enraged. “I cooperated with you for thirteen whole years! Now that you have gathered nine times and are about to ascend to immortality, why would you treat me this way!”

"Why?"

Yu Wei remained expressionless and said, "Do you think that thirteen years ago, when several powerful families united to pressure your Yi family, it was solely because of your Ninth Meridian?"

"Speaking of which, Jiao let out a faint smile, “In their eyes, the Ninth Rank is merely an opportunity. What they truly desire is your Yi Family's Great Easy Sword Technique. Legend has it…that it’s a sword that nears the realm of immortals. If cultivated, this entire Qingyun City would fear no family could rival your Yi Family!"

"If my Yi family truly possessed such sword techniques, how could we have allowed several prominent families to come and kill my father!"

Yi Qianmo's face was full of rage and pain, "How could I possibly agree to be your family's son-in-law, a furnace for your Yu Wei!"

"What's the point of hiding now?"

Yu Wei burst into laughter. "Do you really think no one knows that our Yu family has been secretly practicing sword techniques?"

"How could you possibly…"

Yi Qian Mo's heart skipped a beat, he couldn't believe his ears.

How could I possibly know?

Yu Wei took his words, her eyes full of pity. "Even though his son was killed, the old master of the Yi family is still a shrewd one, he didn't reveal the Great Yi Sword Technique."

“He knew then that even if he used the Sword Technique, the Yi family would still likely be destroyed. So, he readily agreed to let you marry into my Yu family. If it weren't for our Yu family's strength, we probably wouldn't fare much better than your Yi family. And once you master the Sword Technique, I fear that my Yu family, and even all the other families in Qingyun City, would be slaughtered by you!”

Having said that, Yu Wei's long sword flashed, leaving none alive.

Yi Qian Mo was like a fish on a chopping board, his left hand's tendons severed by the sword, blood gushing out like a spring.

"Unfortunately, your grandfather was mistaken about one thing. My Fish family doesn't want the sword technique; we want your Nine Paths! The only thing I don't understand is why you can cultivate the Yi Family's techniques while others can't."

Yu Wei asked.

"You, you damn viper!"

Yi Qiansuo, whose tendons were severed, made the crowd's suppressed anger erupt like a wild beast.

When Zhai was a child, his grandfather taught him this sword manual, hoping that he would use the protection of the Zhai family to cultivate it.

He endured for thirteen years at the fishmonger's like a dog, whether as a stove or being humiliated by those who brought him food, he always acted meekly. Because he knew this was his only hope, he had to succeed!

He doesn't want the scene from thirteen years ago to be repeated!

"Didn't you say so?"

Yu Wei coldly swept him a glance, her expressionless face as two swords fell in succession, severing Yi Qianmo's tendons. "It doesn't matter, anyway I was just curious."

"Even if your Yi family's sword techniques are brilliant, what use are they? They only approach the realm of immortals. But now I have broken through the innate level and am striving for immortality!"

"Bastard..."

Yiqian Mo, with pain etched on his face, cursed, "May you die a miserable death!"

"Oh?"

Yu Wei smiled lightly, "Do you think this is the end?"

"You... what else do you want to do!"

Yiqian Mo's eyes showed terror. Not to mention his tendons were now severed, even facing Yu Wei before this, he wouldn't have had a chance of winning.

To transcend one's innate nature, that is the true realm of immortals!

"Sever your tendons, so you can't wield a sword or walk. But that's not enough!"

With a flash of movement, he appeared before him, raising his hand and landing a punch squarely on his lower abdomen. The domineering force sent Yi Qian Mo flying backward.

The excruciating pain nearly caused Yi Qian Mo to faint.

Only by crippling your dantian can you sever all your connections.

Yu Wei walked up to him, raised her hand to block the several large wounds on his head, and took out a pill, forcing it into his mouth. She whispered, "But I promised not to kill you. Just... this path of immortals, let me walk for you. Just be at ease here and live as a mortal."

"You despicable wretch!"

Yi Qianmo's hair was disheveled, like a demon, and he roared.

If only his tendons and ligaments were severed, relying on that wisp of sword intent within him, as long as he reached the Innate realm, he would still have a chance.

But with the Dantian broken, this means the Qi base is destroyed. He can only be a cripple, even if he possesses sword intent, it will be useless.

His grandfather's expectations, and thirteen years of patience, were all destroyed in this one day.

He really wanted to tear the person in front of him apart, but he was helpless!

"I have already told the servants not to stop you from leaving, but I feel it would be better if you stayed here."

Yu Wei didn't even glance at him, sheathed her sword, and walked away.

"So this is what you call keeping your promise!"

Yi Qian Mo was inside, lying on the ground and letting out anguished roars.

For thirteen years of shared cultivation, he had even placed his heart on Fish Wei. Yet, he never expected Fish Wei to be such a vicious person.

Yes, he kept his promise, but also destroyed all his hopes. He was unwilling to accept this, because it was also the hope of his family!

"I won't give up!"

His eyes blazed with red, the fury and unwillingness burning brighter than ever, igniting the glimmer of sword intent he had cultivated over thirteen years.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion echoed in his mind, as if the heavens and earth were splitting apart. That wisp of sword intent ignited like a roaring inferno, burning through his limbs and every fiber of his being.

"The Great Yi returns to its origins, from the extreme of negation comes the ultimate arrival. The innate has a deficiency, and the acquired makes up for it…"

A mighty voice suddenly echoed in his mind, and his crimson eyes flickered with a sliver of silver.

This instant consumed his eyes, like his sword intent, infecting him.

If Yu Wei were still here, she would surely be astonished.

For at this moment, Yi Qianmo was suspended in mid-air, like a jade stone, emitting a silvery sheen.