Chapter 836: Two Openings

Jianchi Fengyi is here.

Back then, he had been to Xiliang City, dazzling countless Xiliang citizens; even the geniuses of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect were nothing before him!

Oh, he has a master, nicknamed Sword Demon, who claims to be Ye Qingran's disciple.

Feng Yi's appearance made Bai Zichuan's complexion turn very sour.

He originally built a rainbow bridge, magnificent beyond measure; now, because of Feng Yi's meddling, his limelight was completely stolen!

In the past two years, Feng Yi has challenged many geniuses across Nan Yin Zhou, including talents from the ThreeGreatHiddenEthnicities; most were defeated by his sword, and those who fell were even older than him…

Therefore, the name Feng Yi is very renowned in Nan Yin Zhou, and he has naturally heard of it.

However, Feng Yi is alone, with no backing power, and they simply never gave him a second glance!

Soon, everyone knew that the sword‑wielding man who crossed the Abyss was none other than Jianchi Fengyi!

"Brother Feng Yi, we also want to ride your sword!"

Xiaohu Xiaocheng instantly recognized Feng Yi, hopping and waving at him.

Seeing the children so excited, Ye Qingran said to Feng Yi, "Feng Yi, come over."

The Bai Tribe people, hearing this, couldn't help but sneer, "Who do you think you are? Feng Yi is the most aloof; how could he possibly obey you?"

The others also nodded, finding it very reasonable.

Many have heard of Feng Yi's temperament; he is ruthless and says little, and no one can command him!

Bai Zifeng was also shocked by Ye Qingran's words.

Although Ye Qingran is his master, isn't she being a bit presumptuous?

Just because her son said he wanted to ride Feng Yi's sword, she ordered Feng Yi to come over?

How naive…

Bai Zifeng shook his head helplessly, convinced that Feng Yi would not come.

But the next instant, his expression froze there.

Feng Yi, sword‑wielding, made a dashing turn and surged toward this side, stopping quickly in front of Ye Qingran and the others.

"No, he must be here to punish Ye Qingran!"

The Bai Tribe people, no matter what, will not believe that Ye Qingran can command Feng Yi!

Just as everyone thought Feng Yi would strike to punish Ye Qingran, Feng Yi suddenly leapt down from his sword, knelt before the stunned crowd, and said, "Feng Yi bows before the grandmaster."

Quiet!

In the vast Demon God Relic, a hush fell, a pin could be heard!

Feng Yi's demeanor was so respectful; kneeling before Ye Qingran, he was devout as if praying to a deity!

"Grandmaster?"

"It seems I'm not the only one who heard it wrong…"

"Jianchi Fengyi, calling Ye Qingran grandmaster?!"

It should be known that Jianchi Fengyi has already proven his strength throughout Nan Yin Zhou, especially his swordsmanship, which is peerless!

Yet this unparalleled sword cultivator kneels before Ye Qingran, addressing her as 'grandmaster'!

"Rise."

Ye Qingran has lost count of how many times she told Feng Yi not to bow to her, but he refuses, and she grew tired of reminding him.

She taught Feng Yi many things, and indeed he earned that kneel.

Feng Yi flashed a smile and stood up.

His towering figure stood before Ye Qingran, a full head taller than her.

"Brother Feng Yi!"

Xiaohu Xiaocheng ran over, hugging Feng Yi's thigh, their faces full of excitement.

This big brother had visited Xiliang City once before, but stayed only briefly before leaving; they have missed him ever since.

"Xiaohu Xiaocheng, you both have grown a lot."

Feng Yi is usually terse, never bothering with words when a sword can solve matters; only when dealing with Ye Qingran's two children does he speak a bit more.

"Brother Feng Yi, we want to ride your sword."

"Alright!"

Nearby, Xuan Yuan Luo looked a bit jealous, "Is my sword not fragrant?"

Xiaohu Xiaocheng shook their heads in unison.

Fu San couldn't help interjecting, "What does your own sword whirlwind look like? Don't you have any skill?"

"I…"

Xuan Yuan Luo was speechless.

Sword‑whirl is his hobby, and he has already restrained himself…

Xuan Yuan Luo could only watch helplessly as Xiaohu Xiaocheng, beaming with joy, climbed onto Feng Yi's sword.

"Hold on tight!"

"Mm!"

Feng Yi smiled, and with Xiaohu Xiaocheng soaring through the sky, the children's laughter instantly filled the space. After they had played enough, Feng Yi finally stopped opposite them, and Xiaohu Xiaocheng descended from the sword, waving at Ye Qingran.

"Mother, you come over too!"

Xuan Yuan Luo, watching the scene, snorted displeased, "My sword can too! Who wants to ride my sword?"

Everyone who heard this wore an incredulous expression.

Can Xuan Yuan Luo's sword also cross the Abyss?

Xuan Yuan Luo's gaze flickered over Fu San, Han Xing, and the others, seeing only their heads shaking.

Xuan Yuan Luo grew frustrated.

Isn't it just sitting on a sword? Why does everyone act as if they're going to die?

At that moment Feng Yi returned, and Fu San pointed at Feng Yi's sword, "To be safe, let's sit on Feng Yi's sword!"

So Fu San and several others all got onto Feng Yi's sword, leaving Xuan Yuan Luo's sword completely empty.

Xuan Yuan Luo finally locked his target on Ye Qingran.

"Why are you looking at me? I have my own sword!"

Xuan Yuan Luo clenched his teeth, his heart seething with frustration.

"Sir, they refuse to sit, we are willing; could you send us over?"

Xuan Yuan Luo nodded lightly, "Come up then."

The people around were overjoyed.

They could finally cross the Abyss.

But they were clearly celebrating too early; after they crossed the Abyss and came down from the sword, they hurried to find a place to vomit.

That sword was too intense; they don't want to sit on it a second time in this life!

Bai Zichuan's complexion never improved from the moment Feng Yi forced Ye Qingran to kneel.

Just now he was threatening Ye Qingran, demanding she become his slave, otherwise he wouldn't help her cross the Abyss, but she not only had Feng Yi, she also had Xuan Yuan Luo as a second helper.

She could even ride a sword to cross!

"That's unreasonable!"

Someone found it unacceptable.

There were plenty of sword cultivators present, some of whom had already tried and nearly fell into the Abyss.

How did Ye Qingran and her group manage it?

In fact, whether one can cross the Abyss is closely tied to the sword itself.

Feng Yi's sword is the famed Boundless Sword, while the Xuan Yuan Sword is also an ancient legendary blade; as for the Ruinous King's Sword, need not say.

Ye Qingran's party quickly crossed the Abyss and freely helped some cultivators; compared with the greed of the Bai Tribe, they were far more noble.

Even among the geniuses of the ThreeGreatHiddenEthnicities on Nan Yin Zhou, one can glimpse character and disparity in the details.

Indeed, most people have arrived; as for some, either they're too wicked for anyone to help, or the Abyss has intimidated them into giving up voluntarily…

Opposite the Abyss are two openings leading to unknown mysteries.

One of them flickers with a faint light, abundant spiritual energy radiating from within.

The other opening is pitch black, occasionally sending a gust of cold wind.

Bai Zichuan's eyes flashed, "Ye Qingran, let's each take a different opening; I'll take this one."

Bai Zichuan was certain that the glowing opening certainly held something good!

Ye Qingran raised an eyebrow, looking slightly displeased, "Anyone with eyes can see that the other opening contains treasure; why would I choose the more dangerous one?"

Bai Zichuan sneered, "Even if there is treasure, you can't beat me for it; why invite trouble on yourself?"

Ye Qingran solemnly nodded, "You make a good point."

"Then please go ahead."

Bai Zichuan, to ensure Ye Qingran wouldn't take the same opening, tried to have her go first.

Ye Qingran didn't hesitate, turned and entered the pitch‑black opening.

Most people also thought the glowing opening was better, so the overwhelming majority didn't follow Ye Qingran; only a few did.

"Foolish beyond reach!"

Bai Zichuan sneered with a laugh, then stepped toward the opening.