Fast-forward to—Martial Aunt Shuiyue, don't turn around, I'm Senior Uncle Wan!
Wang Quan Yan grumbled to himself.
He had made a cuckold joke.
He knew very well about the tangled feelings between Shui Yue and Wan Jianyi. Of course, there was no hatred or enmity involved—only love and affection, and all of it one-sided...
That's right. It was unrequited love.
Shui Yue loved Wan Jianyi unilaterally.
Wan Jianyi did not feel much for Shui Yue. His heart had been set on Su Ru, but unfortunately...
Su Ru had ultimately chosen Tian Buyi.
As for that—
Wang Quan Yan offered no comment.
He did not know why Su Ru had chosen Tian Buyi, but since she had made that choice, she must have had her own reasons...
There was nothing more to say.
As for Wan Jianyi?
If someone like him had been placed in Wang Quan Yan's previous life—
He would definitely have been labeled a simp.
After all—
To win Su Ru's favor—
Wan Jianyi had even snatched the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon Ink Snow Divine Sword for her. Yet Su Ru had accepted the gift without accepting his confession...
Uh.
It was hard to say what had really happened.
Wang Quan Yan had not experienced those events firsthand, after all.
He shook his head and cast aside his thoughts. Then, he gave Shui Yue a slight bow and said, "Since Martial Aunt wishes to see it, this disciple is naturally willing to demonstrate it."
He roughly knew that Shui Yue saw him as a substitute for Wan Jianyi, but that was fine...
Since he had become a substitute—
He would receive the corresponding benefits as well!
In any case—
Wang Quan Yan would prove one day—
That he had never been anyone's substitute.
He would not replace anyone, and no one could replace him.
He was himself.
Unchanging through the ages, eternal through all lifetimes.
At that moment—
Seeing Wang Quan Yan agree—
Shui Yue's eyes immediately lit up.
Su Ru also gazed at the disciple before her with shining eyes.
Lu Xueqi and Wen Min exchanged glances. Ghost Slaying God? Could it be the Ghost Slaying God sword art, one of Qingyun Sect's Four Great Sword Arts?
Hadn't this sword art been lost?
The aloof Taoist nun hurriedly rose to her feet and said casually, "This is not a suitable place to display a sword art. Come outside with me..."
Su Ru did not say anything throughout.
Because—
She also missed Ghost Slaying God.
Nearly everyone present was curious.
Especially Lu Xueqi and the others—
They had already been interested in the lost sword art known as Ghost Slaying God. Now that they saw their master, Shui Yue, acting so anxious, their interest naturally grew even stronger.
Lu Xueqi secretly stole a glance at Wang Quan Yan.
No one knew what she was thinking.
The group walked out of Jingzhu Xuan.
After thinking for a moment, Shui Yue decided to take everyone to Moon Gazing Platform. The space there was larger, and there were not many decorations. If he were to display a sword art there...
It would certainly be the most suitable place.
With that thought—
Shui Yue led the group toward Moon Gazing Platform.
Along the way—
Quite a few female disciples of Small Bamboo Peak noticed Shui Yue's group. They had already heard of Wang Quan Yan's arrival and were rather curious...
After all—
Who in Qingyun Sect had not heard of Wang Quan Yan's great name?
Now—
After five years—
The former prodigy had once again ascended to the summit.
What kind of bearing did he possess now?
With that in mind—
Many female disciples from Small Bamboo Peak wanted to take a look at Wang Quan Yan. They exchanged glances and followed along...
Before long—
Wang Quan Yan and the others arrived at Moon Gazing Platform.
A considerable number of female disciples from Small Bamboo Peak had already gathered behind them. A flock of lovely girls chirped and chatted, making the scene extremely lively.
Seeing this—
Shui Yue frowned slightly.
After some thought, she decided not to stop them. Ghost Slaying God had not appeared in the world for three hundred years. Now that it had finally reappeared, if more people could witness it—
That would be a good thing as well.
"Xiao Yan."
"Let's do it here."
Shui Yue said expectantly.
At her words—
Wang Quan Yan nodded slightly.
He turned to look at the crowd behind him. Everywhere he looked was a sea of beautiful young women, every type imaginable...
Wang Quan Yan paused slightly.
His gaze rested on Lu Xueqi for a moment, noticing the trace of curiosity in her eyes.
Heh.
She was still only a young girl, after all.
No matter how aloof her temperament was, she would still be curious and fond of gossip!
Wang Quan Yan smiled faintly.
Without drawing attention to himself, he withdrew his gaze. Then he stepped out from the crowd and slowly walked onto Moon Gazing Platform.
At that moment—
The sun was setting, and dusk was falling.
The youth slowly gripped the Sovereign Sword at his waist, tossing the Dragon Slaying Sword aside.
"Shing—"
The Sovereign Sword left its sheath by half an inch.
A faint sword intent instantly filled the entire area.
This sword intent carried a faintly indomitable momentum. Its sharpness made everyone fall silent, their eyes widening as they stared intently...
"Rumble!"
A moment later, the sword intent became increasingly solid.
At that instant, the Sovereign Sword completely left its sheath.
A dazzling sword light tore across the sky. Terrifying Sword Momentum surged upward, while invisible sword intent shot straight into the heavens, whipping up a hurricane all around them.
"Rustle—"
The verdant bamboo around them swayed gracefully.
"Boom!"
The youth's azure Taoist robe fluttered slightly.
His body suddenly soared into the air. Beneath the dusk, his slender figure seemed to transform into a sharp sword, and his calm voice resounded through the heavens:
"Heaven and earth's righteous qi shall endure forever;
"I do not seek Zhu Xian, only to slay ghosts and gods!"
His clear voice echoed across the sky.
In an instant—
Sword Qi Fills the Universe.
Within the void, invisible to ordinary eyes, the pale-white true intent of Ghost Slaying God fused with the Sovereign Sword Intent, unleashing a sword strike beyond description.
"Rumble—"
Dazzling sword light shot into the sky.
Invisible Sword Qi resembled a rainbow, sharp sword intent pierced the heavens, and terrifying Sword Momentum instantly split the entire world apart.
"Hum!"
The sun was setting, and dusk was falling.
A brilliant sword light split it in two. A waning sun sank at the horizon, casting its final radiance over this scene of sword qi and sunset.
At the sight—
Everyone stood frozen in place.
They stared blankly at the scenes before them. For a moment, they even forgot to speak, merely gazing dumbly at the breathtaking sight before them, and—
The youth within the painting.
At that moment—
The aloof Taoist nun's heart trembled slightly.
So alike!
They were truly too alike!
The same Ghost Slaying God!
The same peerless elegance!
It was as though they had been cast from the same mold!
At that moment—
Su Ru's heart was equally unsettled.
She seemed to recall scenes from three hundred years ago. How similar was Wan Jianyi of that time to Wang Quan Yan now?
"Rustle—"
For a moment, all the women present came back to their senses.
Countless female disciples of Small Bamboo Peak erupted into excited chatter. They looked at the azure-clad youth in the air with excitement, as though each had become a fangirl, endless fervor flashing in their eyes...
"Ahhh!"
"Wasn't that sword strike way too cool?"
"Wuwuwu, I want to bear his children..."
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