Chapter 177

Right after Xiang Yuanjun sent that message.

Master Jianzun: "Fuck!"

Master Jianzun withdrew a message.

Master Jianzun: "This turncoat must have water in his brain! /Spitting Fire Yellow Duck"

Dan Zun: "/Eating Melon"

Ba Zun: "/Eating Melon"

Seeing Hong Zun: "/Complicated Feelings"

Qi Zun: "/Eating Melon"

Qi Zun: "Those above, don't disrupt the formation!"

Seeing Hong Zun: "Disrupt your grandpa!"

Qi Zun: "???"

Master Mei Zu: "/You will suffer bloodshed today"

Qi Zun: "???"

What the hell did I do to deserve this?

Master Mei Zu: "How could it be Elder Lingzu? Why wasn't I included? That turncoat's brain really is messed up!"

Master Mei Zu: "Logically speaking, regardless of anything else, I'm clearly more suitable than Elder Lingzu!"

Elder Lingzu: "."

Master Mei Zu: "Look! Brother Dao has been out of seclusion for so long, yet you haven't even offered a single blessing!"

Master Mei Zu: "/Pointing with finger"

Elder Lingzu: "/Smiling"

Master Mei Zu: "/You will suffer bloodshed today"

After Master Mei Zu's endless fussing, everyone finally stopped paying attention to this topic.

After all, it was that brain-dead turncoat who said it—paying too much attention might just play right into His hands.

emm…

Perhaps that's how it is? Watching Master Mei Zu's messages flood the group chat, Xiang Yuanjun helplessly put away her phone.

For many years, she had hoped to verify something this time.

But this fool showed up and messed it up.

She looked up at Xu Xing: "Brother Dao, won't you say something in the group?"

"No need. Xiang Yuanjun, you've already explained everything clearly."

Xu Xing was replying to a message from his senior sister.

It wasn't because of what just happened—Bie Xuening merely asked him when he'd return and about his plans to go to Ling Yin Fang.

After all, the Alliance of the Righteous Path had been resolved, and Xu Xing had successfully met Yuan; he'd learned nearly everything he needed to know.

Ling Yin Fang didn't seem necessary to visit anymore…

Fugitive Hehuan Laozu: "Yuan's lingering divine soul within the Alliance of the Righteous Path holds limited memories; to fully understand the full story, you still must go to Ling Yin Fang."

Fugitive Hehuan Laozu: "But before that, I'll return to Xiang Jianzong first, then bring Jiu Yu along."

Guardian Sword Zun: "Alright then, follow your own plan, Younger Brother."

While replying to his senior sister's message, Xu Xing still kept talking to Xiang Yuanjun.

Multitasking is easy.

"But the things Tian said—just listen, they're completely unreliable."

Xiang Yuanjun shook her head slightly: "I think if you agreed, He'd truly do it."

Think carefully.

Tian is an absolutely rational entity.

After Tai Che was utterly destroyed, He may have already entertained such thoughts.

But before He could act, they struck Him into silence and extracted Him for sealing.

"Even if true, it's meaningless."

One day soon, we'll fully refine Hun Tian Yi—why rush to become His son?

Isn't that just pathetic? Xiang Yuanjun: "..."

If the Heavenly Emperor's throne is meaningless, then what about the things He mentioned afterward? After a brief hesitation, Xiang Yuanjun still didn't ask.

"Indeed, as Brother Dao said."

For now, things are only temporarily stable.

Let's wait until everything is truly resolved…

"When will Brother Dao leave the Alliance of the Righteous Path?"

"After the Martial Exhibition ends. After all, I'm here as the Xiang Jianzong's observer—I must see this final part through."

Xu Xing put away his phone; he'd finished chatting with his senior sister.

"Besides, I've been busy with all sorts of things lately and haven't had time to see many places." He looked out the window.

With Tian's disappearance and Gu's severe damage, and with Yuan's return as the catalyst, the severed spirit will slowly recover.

Before the Martial Exhibition, we can apply subtle means to accelerate this process.

Moreover, as the leader of the Era of Great Change, this underwater city housing the Supreme Council undoubtedly holds the essence of that era.

With time available, he wanted to wander around and see for himself.

"I'll rely on you, Xiang Yuanjun, to accompany me and explore everywhere."

Xiang Yuanjun paused, then smiled and agreed.

"Alright."

…………

Inner Sect of the Xiang Jianzong.

Hall of the Sword Sovereign.

Bie Xuening was not seated in the meditation hall as usual; instead, she lay on a soft, comfortable large bed, wearing pajamas printed with tiny yellow duck patterns.

Many yellow duck ornaments hung on the walls—altogether, there were nearly a hundred of them, large and small.

All of them were bought by Chi Jiuyu to please her.

Bie Xuening's long hair was slightly disheveled; if not for her cold expression…

After ending her chat with her junior brother, she put down her phone.

As for what Xiang Yuanjun had said in the group…

To be honest, after careful thought, she decided it wasn't that important.

The words of that traitor from Tian were never trustworthy; after sleeping so long, he probably forgot how to think.

And as the one who had grown alongside her junior brother, reached this point with him, and was the only one he had personally revealed his origins to…

She rose from the bed.

Shiiii-shiiii! A rush of sword qi sounded from beside her.

It was Yue Ling.

She sat nearby, surrounded by snacks, headphones on her head, a game controller in hand, the screen before her flickering with light and shadow.

This was a newly released competitive game, extremely difficult, yet Yue Ling appeared relaxed and at ease.

"That's it? That's it?!"

"Hahaha! If you're bad, practice more, got it?"

"Oh oh! You fell for such a simple trap? Are you a body cultivator? Did your muscles clog your brain?"

The last line was immediately muted.

In-game voice chat was a feature of this game, but any voice involving personal attacks was automatically blocked.

Thus, how to break your opponent's composure without triggering the mute was a skill.

Yue Ling had been playing for three days.

On the first day, unfamiliar with the game, she not only lost but was mocked; enraged, she shattered the gaming equipment.

Then she was beaten senseless by Bie Xuening.

But after calming down, Yue Ling asked Bie Xuening for more money, went out, and bought a brand-new gaming setup.

She was the ancestral sword of the Xiang Jianzong, the Sword Sovereign's sentient weapon, one of only two immortal swords in the Tai Xuan Realm! If she didn't reclaim her dignity, she couldn't sleep or eat! So she practiced hard all afternoon.

Eventually, relying on her unmatched speed and the immense computational power she'd developed as the Xiang Jianzong's battle-net processor, she began dominating the game.

Bie Xuening watched her back in silence, saying nothing.

Her sword spirit…

Yue Ling was not entirely unaware; she was mid-jeer when suddenly she felt a chill at her back.

Her mocking voice grew quieter, until it fell completely silent.

After finishing a match, she set down her controller and cautiously turned her head.

And found her master watching her.

Sss~!

But upon closer look, she saw her master's gaze was calm—no trace of anger could be detected.

Yet her heart grew even more uneasy.

"Yue Ling…"

Yue Ling didn't hesitate—she leapt up instantly, dropped into a tiger-crouching pose, and slid on her knees to Bie Xuening's feet.

"Master, I'm sorry!"

The entire motion flowed like water, completed in the blink of an eye.

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