Chapter 19: The Deeper Binding Brought by the Sword Heart to Ye Xuan

Ye Xuan merged the template of Wang Quanye, acquiring all of Wang Quanye’s innate talents and abilities from his youth, but not his memories, personality, or emotions.

So why was he so confident?

Because of the Sword Heart!

What is the Sword Heart? It is an unwavering, fearless spirit of exploration and self-assurance.

If a swordsman lacks confidence in himself, what use is there in practicing swordplay?

Before possessing the Sword Heart, even with the System, Ye Xuan’s mindset was no different from an ordinary person’s until he had experienced countless events;

but after acquiring the Sword Heart, all emotions such as cowardice, fear, and confusion were stripped from him, replaced by confidence, resolve, courage, and calmness.

This change cannot be called good or bad, but if the original Ye Xuan had known the Sword Heart had this effect, he would still have merged it without hesitation.

Because, aside from a very few, no one wishes to be someone easily overcome by cowardice, fear, and confusion.

Ye Xuan was no exception.

Time passed slowly, and before he knew it, it was the next day.

School was already in session, and Ye Xuan’s classmates noticed his empty seat.

Not just his—Zhang Yu and Chen Hao’s seats were empty too.

Clearly, they had all been recruited by the Tian Shu Bureau; barring unforeseen circumstances, they would no longer attend school.

Many classmates wore complex expressions; perhaps yesterday had been their final meeting with Ye Xuan, Chen Hao, and Zhang Yu.

Ye Xuan did not know what had happened at school, nor that Chen Hao and Zhang Yu had also skipped class, but even if he had known, he wouldn’t have cared—because it confirmed all his suspicions from yesterday were correct.

Chen Hao and Zhang Yu’s potential was no less than his own; as the second holder of a Multiverse Template in all of Daxia and the world, it was natural that the Tian Shu Bureau would recruit his friends.

Even his parents would be “special” treated by the Tian Shu Bureau due to their connection to him.

Not just because of the so-called Tian Shu Bureau’s benefits, but because of deeper binding.

Even if Ye Xuan’s emotional attachment to his parents was somewhat distant, with this bond in place, if they needed help, he would extend his hand.

He was not Ne Zha—he had enjoyed his parents’ love as a child; though growing up, that love faded due to their discord, the happiness of the past could not be erased.

Ye Xuan paid no attention to these thoughts—he had no time for them now, because a group of men in black suits had already gathered at his door.

After asking him a few questions, they began packing his belongings and loading them onto a vehicle.

Ye Xuan knew this was the housing arrangement Su Mengyao had mentioned yesterday, but he hadn’t expected them to arrive so quickly.

Yet

“Why wear suits? Just wear normal clothes.”

“You’re not bodyguards.”

Ye Xuan’s lips twitched slightly—he could clearly feel the neighbors’ stares, as if he were the son of some powerful boss from a TV drama.

Had these men not stopped them, he would already be the star of someone’s short video; yet perhaps precisely because they stopped the neighbors from filming, the neighbors now believed even more firmly that he was some big boss’s son.

Ye Xuan shook his head slightly, feeling a quiet helplessness.

He couldn’t help but feel the Tian Shu Bureau was unlike any normal government department he remembered.

Was it because everyone inside was an adept, most of them young, and none had ever considered a political career before awakening their abilities?

After they finished packing Ye Xuan’s belongings, he got into their vehicle. The car slowly started, first driving through ordinary city roads, then turning onto a relatively secluded side road.

Calling it a side road was misleading—it was no different from any other road, just devoid of people.

But that made sense; Ye Xuan was a holder of a Multiverse Artifact, so the Tian Shu Bureau naturally placed his residence far from crowded areas.

If he had joined the Tian Shu Bureau outright, they might have assigned him housing near their headquarters, concentrating adepts in one zone for quick response to emergencies.

But Ye Xuan was merely cooperating with them, so his housing was placed farther away.

A powerful cultivator with no supervision could easily injure bystanders during breakthroughs or training, causing massive consequences.

Moreover, Ye Xuan needed a spacious area to practice sword arts; his old home, though decent, was too small.

As the vehicle neared its destination, Ye Xuan’s view gradually revealed a vast cluster of villas; unlike his mental image of a simple residential area, this was clearly a meticulously planned upscale villa district.

The perimeter was lined with low iron railings, behind which stood rows of greenery—ensuring privacy without feeling oppressive.

The road was wide and smooth, flanked by neatly trimmed lawns and trees, with occasional cherry trees in full bloom, lending an elegant touch.

The villas followed a modern minimalist style: white exteriors paired with expansive floor-to-ceiling windows, bright and airy.

Each villa stood at considerable distance from the others, separated by wide green belts; some had small gardens or private garages. The entire area was quiet and immaculate, nearly devoid of people.

“Mr. Ye, this is your residence.”

“If you need any supplies, contact Miss Su at any time—we’ll purchase and deliver them the same day.”

The driver stopped the car in front of a two-story villa, speaking with a tone of respect.

He knew who lived in this villa district—formerly, only the wealthy and powerful resided here, but after the Spiritual Qi resurgence, the government seized it entirely, reserving it exclusively for adepts and Multiverse Artifact holders favored by the Tian Shu Bureau.

Only those deemed by the Tian Shu Bureau to possess exceptional talent and potential were allowed.

Others had been sent here before, but this time, Su Mengyao herself had arranged it—even the trivial matter of procuring supplies required her direct contact.

Clearly, Mr. Ye held an extremely high position in Su Mengyao’s and the entire Tian Shu Bureau’s estimation.

He dared not show the slightest disrespect.

After stepping out of the car, Ye Xuan looked up at the villa before him.

Before the entrance was a meticulously maintained garden with neatly trimmed shrubs and blooming flowers, their colors perfectly balanced; to one side was a spacious parking space capable of holding two or three cars, paved with smooth stone tiles.

Behind it stretched a broad, well-trimmed lawn, lush and vibrant.

(End of Chapter)