Yu Qing held the Buddhist monks of Mount Sumeru in high regard, naturally extending his respect to Zhang Ruochen. He wasn't angered by Zhang Ruochen's sarcasm and instead smiled lightly: "Indeed a carefree soul without responsibility. In your eyes, this poor monk has become a completely irresponsible person."
Zhang Ruchen cupped his fists in greeting, saying, "This junior dare not offend such a venerable elder of the Limitless Realm? These years I have been burdened with my journey, often feeling like I am fighting alone, isolated and helpless. Facing powerful enemies and internal betrayers, I can only tread carefully, being extremely cautious, for fear of making a mistake and suffering eternal consequences. Even so, I have narrowly escaped death dozens of times."
<<<"Sighing again, he said: 'I'm tired, truly tired! If a senior were to take me in, the sword world should be a good place to hide from all this trouble. The cannibal demons of hell, the treacherous villains of heaven, the destructive fiends of the Quantized Organization - they are all too powerful, I can't fight them, I can't fight them!'
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The Dragon Master said solemnly: “This child is indeed extraordinary! After the holy monk's divine power dissipated, the hellish army advanced into Kunlun Realm. In a single night, their homeland turned into a battlefield, and all living beings in the realm were harvested like grass and trees. It was truly a scene of mountains and rivers weeping blood.”
The armies of the Heavenly Court, under the guise of virtue, committed acts of banditry, seizing secret scriptures, stealing elixirs, and enslaving the common people. Had it not been for him standing up to them, single-handedly holding the line and suppressing the evil forces, the losses incurred by the Kunlun Realm would have been unimaginable. For this reason, his daughter was even abducted by cultivators from the Hell Realm, narrowly escaping a soul-stealing fate.
Yùqīng, who hadn't left the Dark Triangle Star Region for tens of thousands of years, was horrified upon hearing Lóngzhǔ's account. His face turned pale as he coldly said: "Has the Kunlun Realm already been breached? Jíwàng, where were you when the Kunlun Realm was attacked?"
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< ????????? The dragon master wore a look of deep sorrow.
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Zhang Ruochin said: "Uncle Long's injury from 100,000 years ago is still not healed. If his secret of being alive were exposed, even if the Hell Realm didn't make a move, the black hand from 100,000 years ago would also kill him. Although Uncle Long has high cultivation, he is alone and cannot support a broken world. Moreover, this world is a piece of fat that can be shared by the Celestial Court, various realms, and Hell's races."
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Yuchen calmed down, thinking that if the Kunlun realm had already been destroyed, where else could there be such a peaceful and serene atmosphere like this?
"Your secret to living, is it for rescuing the island master?" Jade Clarity asked.
The Dragon Master nodded lightly, saying, "You should have heard of the tribulation that lasted for ten thousand years. So many powerful beings in the Kunlun Realm died or disappeared. The mastermind behind this must be at least a genius. Only by bringing back the Island Master can we stabilize the situation and deter any internal turmoil within the Heavenly Court."
Yu Qing could imagine the hardships of Long Zhu and Zhang Ruochin, her heart filled with sympathy and hesitation at that moment.
Zhang Ruochin shouted, "I only regret that the heavens didn't give me 800,000 years to be born earlier. Even if I couldn't fight alongside the Twenty-Four Heavens in the unknown lands, I should be able to die defending the Kunlun Realm with the Holy Monk."
"If I had lived eighty thousand years earlier, perhaps today I could have cleared the heavens and subdued all evils."
The voice, piercing like swords and sharp as thunder.
Yucheng saw that this son was again making fun of him, and asked, "What's your name?"
<<<"Zhang Ruochin!" >
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"Zhang? Really?"
Yù Qīng looked at the Dragon Master, who nodded lightly.
Yuchen had a good understanding of Zhang Ruichen's abilities. Observing him closely, she said, "Your swordsmanship is quite impressive. You possess the unique aura of the Sword Ancestor. It seems your fortune is quite favorable."
Zhang Ruochen knew that the other party was tolerating him, a junior, being so arrogant in front of them because of the Sumeru Saint Monk.
My attitude has already been made clear, and from now on I cannot continue to be so rude.
Otherwise, it will only provoke resentment.
Zhang Ruochin said, "Master ancestor truly deserves his title as a sword spirit of the boundless realm. This junior has indeed received the inheritance of Sword Ancestor's sword soul."
He showed sufficient respect, yet remained composed and humble.
The Dragon Master said, "Ruofan, your swordsmanship talent is unparalleled throughout history. Why not demonstrate it before the ancestors?"
Upon hearing the words "First in History," Yu Qing couldn't help but sneer inwardly.
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"Yes!"
Zhang Ruchen responded with a sound, summoning the Qingping Sword. He didn't deliberately perform any fancy moves, but simply closed his eyes to sense heaven and earth, waving it at will.
Before someone like Yu Qing, who has mastered swordsmanship to the point of breaking through countless limitations, any display of sword techniques is nothing more than showing off one's skills in front of a master, inevitably riddled with flaws.
But, the Dragon Master let him practice swordsmanship. What was his purpose so simple?
This is to prove to Yuqing that Zhang Ruochin's future potential is boundless, and he has the ability to fulfill the wishes of the holy monk, wielding his sword to cut through the calamity.
Yu Qing's original dismissive gaze, fell into contemplation due to the presence of Zhang Ruochin's Qingping Sword. As Zhang Ruochin wielded his swordsmanship, Yu Qing's eyes grew increasingly serious and he declared, "Stop! What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
Zhang Ruochin sheathed his sword and said, "One-Word Sword Dao!"
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After receiving the Dragon Master's personal confirmation, Yu Qing's speculations came true, and she sighed: "With this swordsmanship and guidance from a master swordsman, his future achievements may even rival those of the Sword Ancestor. Even if he isn't the first in history, he could certainly be considered the second!"
Obviously, in Yu Qing's heart, Jian Zu was still the insurmountable peak for sword cultivators.
After a long while, Yu Qing emerged from her awe and looked at Zhang Ruchen again. Her eyes were filled with countless affections and admiration. She asked kindly, "Whose teachings are behind your swordsmanship?"
Zhang Ruochen had wanted to say, "I attained enlightenment on my own," but the Dragon Lord spoke first, saying, “This child is a disciple of the Two Instruments Sect. Otherwise, why would he address you as Master?”
"Good!"
Yùqīng's spirits lifted, and he laughed heartily. "The disciple chosen by the holy monk was guided by me, the two rituals school! Such swordsmanship cultivation can't be taught anywhere else. When I saw him take out the Qingpíng Sword, I guessed as much."
Zhang Ruochen's heart secretly thought, if this ancestor knew that he had lost the Yu Ding, which originally belonged to the Liyi Sect, not long ago, wouldn't he laugh anymore?
"Come, let's go to the Sword Realm and let Tai Qing's master see for himself. He has always disbelieved that there are truly three-rank Sword Dao Saints in this world. This time, let him open his eyes wide and know that there is another prodigy born in the Two儀 Sect, and the later generations surpass the previous ones."
Yuchen grasped Zhang Ruochin's hand and vanished into the sky. She was in high spirits, leaving her old friend Ji Wang far behind.
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Rumors broke open the divine patterns that Ah Tiān had arranged years ago. Bai Qīng'er, dressed in a blue robe, arrived at the Rain God Temple with them.
The petals of the hibiscus flower, seem to never wither, forever so vibrant and beautiful.
Under the trees, a grave is covered by petals.
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Huang Tian stood tall and imposing, hands behind his back, gazing slightly upwards at the muhjin divine flower blooming on a tree. But his body had long since turned to stone, his handsome and rigid features chiselled like those of an axe. His sideburns hung down to his waist.
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No one knows how long he stood before the grave, his heart heavy with grief and remorse, until finally he turned to stone. There are no words to describe the pain and regret that consumed him.
Bai Qing'er walked to the grave, knelt down and paid her respects, scattering paper money.
Yu Yao's eyes were bloodshot, and she bowed deeply, saying, "Sister, we must definitely cut Xuan into a thousand pieces and ten thousand fragments to avenge you."
"Not only Xuan Yi, but also Emperor Yitian and Shang Tian should die. The Shang clan must be eradicated. How can Mother's spirit in heaven rest?" Bai Qinger had already stood up. Her eyes, as beautiful as stars, were filled with cold killing intent.
The icy wind rose, bringing with it...
Bai Qing'er only then looked at Huang Tian. Before coming, she had already agreed to what Yu Yao wanted her to say. However, seeing her mother's grave and Huang Tian, who was turned into stone, she felt a surge of inexplicable hatred in her heart.
I hate to the point where I wish I could slap Ahong's face and split him into pieces.
"Let's go, I have nothing to say about this person."
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Gossip spread: "My dear, back then he was misled by Shizu! Shizu promised him protection for your mother, and only then did he leave with peace of mind. He had to work hard to cultivate, only if he became strong enough would he be valuable to Shizu. Otherwise, what reason would Shizu have to help him?"
Bai Qing'er sneered: "When the Heavenly Court army invaded Xing Huan Heaven to exterminate our Rebel God Clan, wasn't it always a situation where death was inevitable? But did Zhang Ruochen escape? If his feelings for my mother surpass even his feelings for me, how can I understand him?"
He was a genius, how could he be so stupid as to believe in the Stone Ancestor?
The rumor mill said: “He had nothing at the time, no one to rely on. Even if he knew he was just a tool being used by Shizu, he still had to grit his teeth and go through with it. Can you understand the helplessness in that?”
Well, this score will be settled with Shizu as well.
Bai Qing'er ignored the shouts of the fishermen and pressed her palm against the divine inscription arranged by Huang Tian outside the Yucheng Temple. The primordial divine light erupted in her palm, slowly breaking apart the divine inscription barrier.
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The grayish deathly air gradually dissipated.
Bai Qing'er's cultivation had clearly made great strides, and she was not far from the Tai Zhen realm. Even the divine patterns arranged by Huang Tian could not stop her.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, in the midst of the gray deathly air, a powerful force surged back and struck Bai Qing'er, sending her flying backwards.
Bai Qing'er refined the death qi from her body with her innate divine light, her eyes fixed on the hibiscus tree that was rapidly sprouting and growing. There, the vital energy was magnificent, even grass sprouted from the tombstones, and white, jellyfish-shaped plants grew in the air.
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Suddenly, an overwhelming divine might erupted, crashing against Bai Qing'er like a tidal wave. It sent her reeling backward dozens of steps before she finally managed to steady herself within the crumbling temple.
Obviously, Huang Tian had never been trapped between life and death. Instead, he chose to go into death to comprehend the mystery of "between life and death."
Now, this realm has been thoroughly solidified.
"Ignorant fool! With your level of cultivation, you dare seek revenge from Shang Tian and Shi Tian? Be aware, the moment you spoke those words, they already sensed it!"
Huang Tian stared coldly at Bai Qing'er, his eyes as sharp as a thousand arrows piercing her heart.
Bai Qing'er did not yield in the slightest. She raised her head and met his gaze, saying, "Do you think that if I don't speak, they won't know of my desire to kill them? You fear them, but I do not. If we are not even brave enough to seek revenge, what is the point of living in this world? Are we not even as good as pigs and dogs?"
"<"???"My child, this is your father."
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