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"Has your Seven Hatred Demon Blade reached the seventh hatred?" The Palace Master sat on the high hall, looking down at Qiu Yichen standing below.

Qiu Yichen did not want to stand; he turned around and looked all around, but saw no large chair or stool, so he simply sat on the ground.

Not to mention in the Five Absolutes Hall, even in the entire Five Absolutes Palace, no one would dare be so presumptuous, actually daring to sit before the Palace Master.

If there were a third person present, he would surely be greatly shocked, shocked by the scene before him.

"How could it be so easy to reach the seventh hatred?" Qiu Yichen muttered in complaint, sitting on the ground, leaning back with his hands behind him supporting the ground, in a semi-reclining posture, quite unbecoming.

"Heh, if you can't reach the seventh hatred, who let you come back?" the Palace Master said with a cold smile, rising from the chair, her sharp eyes narrowing as she stared at Qiu Yichen.

"If you can't stay, you just come back..." Qiu Yichen said matter-of-factly.

"You came back, but I have no time to manage you."

"Heh, do I need you to manage me?" Qiu Yichen also said coldly, he sprang up from the ground with a carp leap, and in a few steps mounted the dais, coming face-to-face with the Palace Master at close range.

Qiu Yichen challenged the Palace Master with an extremely provocative expression, saying, "My affairs—you didn't want to manage them back then, and now you can't; understand?"

The Palace Master glared at Qiu Yichen with disgust, looking at this face that resembled hers by three parts, as if facing a mirror in which lay her most hated self. "If you came back just to tell me this, then you may leave now."

"Hahaha! Hahaha! Are you trying to drive me away?" Qiu Yichen threw his hands open and laughed loudly to the heavens. His hearty laughter was filled with hatred, echoing continually in the Five Absolutes Hall! "Twenty years ago you already drove me away! Twenty years later you still want to drive me away! What gives you the right to be my mother? Do you have the qualifications?"

A long silence fell, so long that no sound echoed in the Five Absolutes Hall anymore.

Suddenly a "bang!" was heard.

Qiu Yichen was flung backward, crashing hard into the wall of the Five Absolutes Hall.

The Palace Master remained standing there, on the steps of the dais.

Then came the Palace Master's cold snort: "Hmph, the Palace Master wants to be your mother? You simply overestimate yourself! The Palace Master has only one child, the Little Palace Master! Where did you come from, a wild dog? What are you barking about in the Five Absolutes Hall?"

"Hahaha! So I'm nothing but a wild dog?" Qiu Yichen laughed bitterly, struggling to rise from the ground, lightly wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Turns out I'm just a wild dog!?"

Qiu Yichen's anger and resentment were fully displayed on his face; the once rather handsome visage was now almost twisted, veins bulging at both cheeks, his eyes full of hatred never leaving the Palace Master's face.

In his mind, thousands upon thousands of scenes of revenge against the Palace Master had formed; in his thoughts, the Palace Master had already been hacked to pieces by him.

"Go on, I don't want to see you again." The Palace Master slowly descended the steps, haughtily not even glancing at Qiu Yichen, and walked straight to the wooden door of the Five Absolutes Hall.

The wooden door remained heavy, covered in sword scars, fine grooves spreading like a spiderweb across its surface, from top to bottom. The sword marks were aged, yellowed more severely than the intact parts of the door.

Qiu Yichen drew his Falling Moon Blade from behind his back, and it struck the ground with a "clang."

The Palace Master showed no reaction.

After countless coldness and insults, Qiu Yichen could no longer bear it; he swung a blade at the Palace Master.

This blade contained boundless hatred!

The Palace Master's body, like her heart, had no reaction; she merely extended her right hand, raising her index and middle fingers, and sliced backward behind herself!

"Bang!"

Qiu Yichen's Falling Moon Blade flew from his hand, embedding itself in the distant ground; he clutched his chest, desperately suppressing the blood rising in his throat.

It wasn't that Qiu Yichen was weak—he could even escape the pursuit of Eunuch Zhang! —but the Palace Master was simply too strong!

The Palace Master needed only a light move to subdue Qiu Yichen.

"The most important, core aspect of the Seven Hatred Demon Blade is the seventh hatred; even if you master the first six, you cannot achieve greatness!" the Palace Master said to the scarred wooden door, "A step away, a hair's breadth! If you had penetrated the seventh hatred, today it would be I who fell."

Qiu Yichen pounded the ground in hatred, finally unable to hold back the blood blocked in his throat, he spat it out; his qi and blood surged upward, and he fainted at once.

"Someone, take him down and lock him up."

After Qiu Yichen had just been taken away, the Palace Master was about to leave when her senior disciple arrived.

It was Ruan Shu, who had brushed past Qiu Yichen and Chen Yi He that day.

Ruan Shu naturally saw Qiu Yichen being taken away; for some reason she felt a hint of worry, but this worry was quickly covered up. As a member of the Five Absolutes Palace, she must never be swayed by the Seven Emotions and Six Desires.

Ruan Shu held a high position in the Five Absolutes Palace; she was the Palace Master's senior disciple, and although not the palace's successor, she was respected no less than the Little Palace Master.

She spoke with reason and evidence, acted cleanly and efficiently, and having been raised by the Palace Master since childhood, she was deeply favored and trusted by her.

"Palace Master." Ruan Shu simply bowed to the Palace Master.

"What is it?" the Palace Master asked. Her heart had been calm for a long time, but it had been briefly disturbed just now; however, she quickly adjusted herself.

"There is news about Dong Hai." Ruan Shu replied.

"How is it?" the Palace Master asked again, looking at Ruan Shu with a very solemn gaze; she was always solemn, never joking even with her closest aides.

"Dongfang Wuji has been severely wounded; half of the eighteen martial arts masters are dead or injured."

"They all believed Zhang Huayu's nonsense. If something went wrong, Dongfang Wuji's strength could easily crush them; he shouldn't have been severely wounded." The Palace Master understood the strength of the Sevenfold Heavens deeply; she knew the outcome of this great battle should not have been like this.

It should have been a one-sided victory, but instead it ended in mutual destruction.

"It was Chen Yi He and Dongfang Xing, two people, who helped those folks in turn; otherwise Dongfang Wuji might already have slaughtered his way to the capital." Ruan Shu said to the Palace Master.

"Chen Yi He? I seem to have heard that name somewhere." The Palace Master pondered, a hint of doubt appearing on her flawless face; after thinking for a long time she still couldn't recall, "I guess I'm really getting old!"

"It's that Chen Yi He who has been making waves in the jianghu this year, and who even stormed the Thousandfold Gate together with the Little Palace Master! The Little Palace Master saved his life, yet he ended up crippling Xiao Feng. Think again?" Ruan Shu reminded the Palace Master.