Chapter 1621

I will kill him; he dares to appear before me, and if I can kill him once, I can kill him a second time.

If I don't kill him, I'm not Dokugu Xin.

Elder Xinran flew into a rage, gripping her sword, ready to slash; that person dared to appear before her, and she would stop at nothing to kill him.

Kill that senior brother, let him know the consequences of deceiving and tricking me—I almost died at his hands; all of this is his doing, the senior brother Xinran trusted most, who ultimately turned against her—this debt cannot just be left unsettled.

I must kill him again to quell the anger in my heart.

Tianlian Zhenren held her tightly, not letting her leave the formation or go cause trouble for Lingjian Zhenren.

"Elder Xinran, Sister Dokugu Xin, don't be impulsive, don't get angry—it's not worth it."

"Stay calm, Qinglong Daoist is watching you—can you calm down? Don't let your husband see you like this." Tianlian Zhenren gripped her tightly, afraid to let go, lest Elder Xinran lose her reason and rush out to cause trouble for Lingjian Zhenren.

Whether Lingjian Zhenren lives or dies doesn't matter; they must not be exposed, for if they go out and let the Mulgong clan and other forces know they have come to Tianwai, they will surely not let it rest.

The Mulgong clan has been searching for their existence; it's not yet confirmed, but if they confirm it, they will surely spare no effort to kill them—specifically, find the passage they came through, then control it, forbidding anyone from that world from emerging, killing any who do.

Let that world be completely buried, so no one knows of it anymore.

"Qinglong Daoist, why don't you act quickly?" Tianlian Zhenren saw she couldn't hold back Elder Xinran, so she turned to seek help.

Qinglong Daoren spread his hands and said slowly, "Alright, Xinran Daoist, that's enough—you can't kill him by going out; he's already at the door, let him in."

Lingjian Zhenren is at the door—what's the point of going out? Let him come in; after that, anything goes.

Upon hearing this, Elder Xinran calmed down, turned her head, and stared at Qinglong Daoren.

Qinglong Daoren nodded at her and said, "Our existence cannot be exposed before everyone—at least not yet."

Before they are strong enough, they cannot do this; unless he—they—have the ability to protect themselves and need no help from the true body Chen Chuyang, then that will be the time they can openly appear before all.

Elder Xinran took a deep breath to calm herself, knowing she must not act impulsively or lose her temper.

"I understand." Elder Xinran quickly calmed, turned, and said to Tianlian Zhenren, "Alright, we should go back."

Tianlian Zhenren watched Elder Xinran, who seemed unperturbed, float away; they just went back, as if nothing had happened—only she felt tense, while Qinglong Daoren remained unmoving, showing no intention to help.

Looking at it this way, it seems I was being toyed with.

"Sister Xinran, are you playing me?"

Elder Xinran blinked: "No, Qinglong Daoist is right—I cannot be hot-tempered, nor let anger control me."

The intensity of her anger made her speak her true name; Elder Xinran's original name was Dokugu Xin, which she hadn't used in years—few know it, most only know her daoist title.

Over time, everyone came to call her Elder Xinran; she did this deliberately, not wanting too many to know her real name—even within the Spirit Sword Sect, those who know her true name can be counted on one hand.

Lingjian Zhenren is one of those few, though he has never spoken it aloud.

"Huh?" Tianlian Zhenren blinked, "I just said that to you—why no reaction? A single sentence from Qinglong Daoist calmed you."

Being treated differently, Tianlian Zhenren instantly became displeased and angry.

They claimed to be close sisters, yet such differential treatment clearly targets him—how unreasonable.

"Sister Xinran, are you deliberately targeting me?"

Elder Xinran hastily explained: "No, my dear younger sister, how could I bear to target you? I, your sister, dote on you."

Saying this, she stroked her hand to soothe Tianlian Zhenren.

Qinglong Daoren looked outward and said, "Alright, you two go greet our guests—don't keep them waiting too long."

"Got it." Elder Xinran gave Qinglong Daoren an annoyed glance, then took Tianlian Zhenren to greet the guests.

Those are their guests; they must not be lax—even if furious, they must still restrain themselves.

Tianlian Zhenren stared at Elder Xinran, fearing she might lose control and erupt.

The two stood within the formation, waiting for the three outsiders to enter; Lingjian Zhenren and his two companions entered the formation together—Bai Hang Holy Maiden and Wu Mie Zhenren had been here before, so they were relatively calm, not having their vision obscured by the mist…

Lingjian Zhenren gazed at the familiar surroundings; the structure of Longshe Shan resembled that of the other world, and seeing the mist and those arrangements, he inwardly confirmed the general layout.

He took a few steps forward and saw the two women in the mist; upon seeing Elder Xinran, his face broke into a smile, he raised his hand and said gently, "Junior Sister Xinran, long time no see—you've become even more… formidable."

Her cultivation had reached the second heaven of the True Lord Realm, and she would soon step into the Dao Realm.

The speed of her breakthrough exceeded his expectations; he had thought this junior sister would at most be in the True Person Realm, but she had already reached the True Lord Realm.

Her sword aura was extremely sharp, fully under her command—unlike before, when she could not control it.

Through the Heart-Sword Dao, she truly gained control and emerged from it.

"Hmph." Elder Xinran snorted coldly, her sword aura bursting forth and shooting straight at Lingjian Zhenren; the boundless sword energy targeted him alone, while Wu Mie Zhenren and Bai Hang Holy Maiden scattered to the sides, refusing to stand beside Lingjian Zhenren.

She sized them up—unexpectedly, they were old acquaintances; the woman before her, Bai Hang Holy Maiden, she had seen, never imagining she was a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, or Lingjian Zhenren's junior sister.

That affectionate address of "junior sister" made her doubt the relationship between the two.

"Lingjian Zhenren, who is your junior sister? Don't spout nonsense." She pointed her sword at Lingjian Zhenren, holding it for a while before lowering it.

She restrained herself, did not strike, and did not let anger cloud her vision.

Seeing this, Lingjian Zhenren admired her even more: "Junior Sister, you have surpassed your former self—being able to control your desires astonishes your senior brother."

"Senior Brother, I have come this time to invite you back to the Heavenly Sword Sect; that sect is your true home, junior sister—this place is not suitable for you."

Lingjian Zhenren's keen eyesight naturally saw that this junior sister was different; she was no longer the girl she once was, having transformed into a woman.

Her whole bearing exudes a mature flavor, the charm she gives off is quite different; compared to before, it's even more flavorful.

Precisely because of that, Lingjian Zhenren... wanted to take her back; as a swordsman, he cannot fall into love, that is a dead end.