She Long added, "Sword Douluo's strength is unfathomable. With a single Seven Kill Sword, he forced us to deal with him at full strength, leaving us unable to spare any attention to support you."
Qian Renxue's brows drew together slightly as her fingers unconsciously rubbed the edge of her sleeve.
"I understand."
She nodded faintly and looked into the depths of the forest, in the direction where she had met Su Yu.
"Set this matter aside for now. Follow me out of here first."
Ci Xue and She Long exchanged a glance before respectfully replying, "Yes, Young Mistress."
The three figures soon vanished into the dense forest, leaving behind only a few dead leaves knocked loose by their armor, slowly drifting down in the morning light.
Qian Renxue's steps were steady, yet Su Yu's stubborn profile as he sucked the poison from her wound flashed through her mind.
A genius with the sword... Could Sword Douluo's appearance be related to him?
Sword Douluo... Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect... She softly repeated the two names, a chill glinting in her eyes.
If Su Yu truly had ties to them, then he stood against Spirit Hall.
When that time came, as Spirit Hall's Young Mistress, what was she supposed to do?
A complicated emotion arose in Qian Renxue's heart. Su Yu, don't get involved with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I don't want to kill you with my own hands!
"Let's go."
She spoke quietly, a hint of bitterness in her voice that even she had not noticed, then turned and quickened her pace.
The wind lifted her robes, making them snap loudly as though tearing at emotions too difficult to put into words.
Su Yu had just changed into a clean set of blue cloth clothes and was making his way along a forest path toward the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.
The fallen leaves beneath his feet made a soft rustling sound. Suddenly, a white figure flashed ahead and came to a steady stop before him.
The newcomer wore a Moon White Robe, its hems gently drifting in the forest breeze.
His silver-white hair was fastened with a White Jade Hairpin. His features were so handsome they seemed almost otherworldly, yet his brows carried a sharpness honed by long years.
The man was none other than Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
He had entered the Star Dou Great Forest to train with nothing better to do, only to run into Ci Xue and She Long of Spirit Hall.
The two sides had fought fiercely in the depths of the forest yesterday, only ceasing at dawn today.
He had intended to return today, but upon reaching the middle region of the forest, he suddenly sensed an unstoppable sword intent.
That sword intent had initially been obscure, yet it carried an almost tyrannical force of growth, like a new shoot breaking through the soil while wrapped in an edge capable of cleaving stubborn stone.
Sword Douluo halted, rare interest flashing through his eyes.
He had immersed himself in the Sword Dao his entire life and had seen countless Sword Cultivators. Could someone with such pure and domineering sword intent actually be a young man?
Once he clearly saw Su Yu's appearance, his heart stirred even more.
The young man's build was still somewhat slender, but his eyes shone with astonishing brightness. In particular, the vigilance he had shown just now faintly revealed the unique sharpness of a Sword Cultivator.
"What a fine prospect."
Sword Douluo silently praised him.
He had thought that no one would inherit his Seven Kill Sword Dao, yet he had unexpectedly encountered such an uncut gem in the Star Dou Great Forest.
That sword intent had not yet fully taken shape, but it already possessed the beginnings of greatness. If carefully polished, his future achievements might not necessarily fall below Sword Douluo's own.
He concealed himself and followed Su Yu from afar, watching the young man move steadily through the woods.
After observing for some time and confirming that he had not been mistaken, Sword Douluo finally appeared before Su Yu.
Looking at the man before him, Su Yu asked with some Doubts:
"May I ask this senior's name? Why have you stopped this junior?"
Sword Douluo stood with his hands behind his back, his white robes fluttering softly in the forest wind. His gaze fell upon Su Yu, carrying a trace of scrutiny but even more undisguised appreciation.
"This old man is Chen Xin, Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
As his words fell, the air around them seemed to freeze for an instant.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin—his name resounded across the continent like thunder, and he had roamed the world with the Seven Kill Sword.
Su Yu's pupils contracted slightly. He instinctively straightened his back and cupped his hands in greeting.
"This junior is Su Yu. Greetings, Senior Sword Douluo."
Chen Xin waved his hand, his fingers lightly tapping the hilt of the sword at his waist. The hilt of the Seven Kill Sword glinted coldly beneath the sunlight.
"Su Yu, I sense a powerful sword intent within you. I wish to take you as my disciple. Are you willing?"
At those words, Su Yu's eyes flashed. He cupped his hands toward Sword Douluo and respectfully replied,
"I am willing! I am willing!"
Hearing Su Yu's answer, Sword Douluo revealed a satisfied smile.
"Good. Su Yu, from now on, you shall be the sole inheritor of me, Sword Chen Xin!"
After saying that, Sword Douluo brought Su Yu back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
While traveling, the system's voice sounded in Su Yu's mind.
"Detected that the Host has established contact with Sword Douluo Chen Xin. Successfully signed in with Sword Douluo. Reward: Sword Intent Reaches the Gods!"
"Sword Intent Reaches the Gods?"
"As for the specific effects, the Host may explore them himself!" the system said coldly.
"Wait, System. Why didn't it show that I could sign in with Qian Renxue when I met her?"
"Host, Qian Renxue did not tell the Host her name, nor did she establish a relationship with the Host. Therefore, signing in is not possible!"
"If the Host wishes to sign in with Qian Renxue, he must establish a certain relationship with her."
"Oh, so that's how it is!"
Meanwhile, after two days of travel, Su Yu and Sword Douluo returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect sat amid mist-shrouded mountains. Its steps were made of white jade and its roofs of glazed tiles; from afar, the entire sect seemed cloaked in a warm, gentle glow.
When Su Yu followed Sword Douluo down, three figures were already standing at the Mountain Gate.
The man at the front wore a Moon White Robe and had a gentle face, with a scholarly air between his brows. He was Ning Fengzhi, Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Beside him stood an old man with black hair and beard, dressed in gray robes with his arms folded across his chest. His gaze was as sharp as an eagle's. He was Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo.
Standing at the very front was a little girl with Double Buns. She was as delicate as a doll, her eyes like glazed beads filled with watery light. She was Ning Rongrong, Ning Fengzhi's daughter.
"Uncle Jian."
Ning Fengzhi stepped forward first, a gentle smile on his face. When his gaze landed on Su Yu, surprise flashed through his eyes, but he did not ask further.
"Old Sword Person, you went out to train without taking me, yet you came back with a Little fellow."
Bone Douluo Gu Rong snorted, his tone carrying the familiar reproach of an old friend.
However, he studied Su Yu from head to toe with great interest, as though trying to see something through him.
"Grandpa Jian!"
Ning Rongrong paid no attention to any of that. The moment her clear voice rang out, she ran toward Sword Chen Xin on her short little legs and grabbed his arm, giving it a shake.
"Grandpa Jian, you were gone for so long this time. Did you bring Rongrong anything fun?"
Sword Chen Xin's originally stern face instantly softened. He reached out to rub Ning Rongrong's head, his tone carrying a rare indulgence.
"You little girl, all you know is how to play."
As he spoke, he took a crystal-clear beast core pendant from his Soul Tool.
"Here. A Hundred Year Ice Silkworm Core from the Star Dou Great Forest. It keeps you warm in winter and cool in summer. Grandpa found it especially for you."
"Wow! Thank you, Grandpa Jian!"
Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up. She took the pendant and hung it around her neck, only then noticing Su Yu beside them. Tilting her head, she asked curiously,
"Grandpa Jian, who is this older brother?"
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