Chapter 3979

The clash of metal rang out, sparks scattered, and terrifying waves of energy swept in all directions.

Yet it did not cause the slightest damage to the forest, nor even startled the birds into flight, demonstrating the two combatants' consummate mastery over their power.

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Not bad,"

Jian's figure emerged in midair, gripping his three-pointed, double-edged blade. He praised, "Your cultivation base and martial arts have both reached their initial completion..."

"What a pity—if you had a large amount of points, you could have used this moment to break through into the True Immortal realm."

"My teacher flatters me."

You Suowei appeared calm and composed, but as he swept his gaze over Yang Jian opposite him, a flash of gratitude flickered deep within his pupils.

"Master, you're amazing! And, young master... is also a peerless talent."

The Xiaotian Quan, transformed into human form, cheered the two of them on from the side.

The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched.

So saying, a vague inexplicable feeling arose... You Suowei had become his son, and Xiaotian Quan seemed to have misunderstood something. Yang Jian gave Xiaotian Quan a somewhat speechless glance but said nothing more... As for You Suowei, he naturally had even less objection.

After all, in ancient times, a master was... half a father.

For one, Yang Jian was the honored Judicial Heavenly God of mythology; for another, he had devoted himself to teaching him all manner of martial arts. Let alone Xiaotian Quan appearing to have misunderstood... even if Yang Jian truly adopted the bearing of a father before him, he would still acknowledge it... Suddenly sensing something, Yang Jian sheathed his three-pointed, double-edged blade and said softly, "An honored guest has arrived."

You Suowei's reaction was ultimately a beat slow, but in the next breath, he saw the void collapse open, and three figures slowly step out from within.

Standing at the very front was a youth whose elegance and perfection had reached the extreme; a gentle smile hung at the corner of his lips, and his entire being possessed a terrifying charm that transcended the mundane.

You Suowei's expression shifted slightly. "President."

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