Unbelievable

The two had only agreed to a single move, and the old Daoist put away his spiritual sword.

Next, he intended to see the guest out and check on Wang Xian's injuries. Though still angry, he didn't make another move.

Unexpectedly, Hundred Flowers Granny had no intention of stopping!

She continued to wave her sword, commanding the ten thousand snowflakes transformed into petals to attack the old Daoist.

When a woman is enraged, she doesn't reason.

Not to mention, she had been injured by the old Daoist's sword, and in front of her own daughter, it wounded her pride!

"I'll Fight You To The Death!"

She was in pain right now, coupled with anger and unwillingness.

She couldn't even remember how many years it had been since someone dared to be presumptuous in front of her, let alone injure her...

Finally, this Sword in the Wind erupted.

"Wuwu!"

The sky cold wind whistled, like ghost cry wolf howl. Let alone Wang Xian in the kitchen being stunned, even Baili Wenqiu was stunned.

What happened to the agreed-upon single move?

Why did her mother go back on her word?

She just didn't realize that Hundred Flowers Granny, in her current state, could no longer remember any agreement of a single move.

Her heart was only filled with burning fury.

With a scream, the sky snowflakes instantly accelerated, cutting down the whistling cold wind and attacking the old Daoist!

At this moment, the old Daoist had already put away his spiritual sword and was lightly brushing his sleeves, preparing to see them out.

He never expected this woman had gone crazy!

Sword Qi Vertical and Horizontal crisscrossed. If anyone else were here, they would be unable to escape Hundred Flowers Granny's ten thousand swords, not even the master of this place.

Just as the sky sword qi whistled, cutting the cold wind into spreading out snow mist...

In the eyes of the two women, the old Daoist had vanished into thin air.

It was as if, no, it should be said that not even an afterimage was left!

The old Daoist suddenly disappeared from beneath these ten thousand swords.

Wang Xian nodded thoughtfully, but he didn't let out a gasp.

After all, during his ten years in the Heavenly Tome World, he had comprehended a trace of unfathomable artistic conception, which allowed him to understand why his master had vanished into thin air.

So, he smiled.

He thought that one day, he too would be like his master.

Ten Years Five Realms – he hadn't just been on the three thousand stone steps in the Heavenly Tome, honing his body realm.

There was also a trace of the power of time and the power of space.

"Honglong!"

A terrifying loud noise echoed in the cold wind. The frozen earth, like solid ice, was sent flying by Hundred Flowers Granny's myriad swords, carving out a giant deep pit.

"Enough!"

Baili Wenqiu flew forward and snatched the spiritual sword from her mother's hand.

She condensed her voice and shouted, "Mother, we didn't come here to fight to the death. Senior has already evaded..."

At this moment, Baili Wenqiu felt a sense of loneliness, mixed with a faint self-mockery and sigh.

She never imagined that after their single move in the wind, it would lead to such a result. If the old Daoist hadn't evaded and had instead endured one of her mother's moves head-on.

In the end, they would likely have ended up in a mutual destruction, a fact she couldn't accept.

It seemed this was already the best outcome.

It looked somewhat absurd, but it hadn't truly harmed their goodwill.

After all, her mother attacking that young Daoist was, in her opinion, an unbelievable thing.

How could she vent her fury at the old Daoist onto a child?

However, she forgot one thing.

Once Hundred Flowers Granny was enraged, her disposition was not much different from that of a child, perhaps even worse than Wang Xian.

The moment her spiritual sword was snatched, Hundred Flowers Granny suddenly turned around...

At some unknown time, the old Daoist was standing quietly not far behind her, in front of the main hall, gazing at her coldly.

Enraged, she shivered and cursed, "Old Thing, do you only know how to use demonic arts?"

The old Daoist shook his head, neither admitting nor bothering to explain.

He just wanted to know if his disciple had understood the profound meaning of this move, and he didn't care what the vicious woman was thinking.

He waved his sleeve and said, "This Daoist temple does not welcome unwelcome guests. You've both eaten, you've both fought, and you've even injured my disciple. Now, please leave!"

No two words, the old Daoist spoke to see them out.

Baili Wenqiu's lips twitched, but in the end, she said nothing. Instead, she pulled her mother's hand and stepped forward, heading in the direction of Tianshan Sword Sect.

In her eyes, her mother and the old Daoist before her were the two strongest people in the world.

The mother and daughter came seeking a sword, only for it to end in such a helpless manner.

Hundred Flowers Granny struggled for a moment, but ultimately couldn't overcome her daughter's attachment and had to leave.

As they walked away, a parting shot was thrown: "Spring, Hundred Flower Valley disciples will come to Kunlun!"

The old Daoist was stunned by this. After the two had gone far, he muttered to himself, "The Sword Sect's grand gathering has nothing to do with us masters and disciples!"

Hearing this, Wang Xian fell backward onto his rear and fainted instantly.

"Ugh!" Wang Xian spat out a mouthful of black blood.

The moment the old Daoist withdrew his palm, a drop of black blood seeped from Wang Xian's ears, nose, and even his eyes.

Seeing this, the old Daoist was enraged: "That wicked woman, I'll go to the Sword Sect and chop off one of her arms for you."

"Master..."

Wang Xian grabbed the old Daoist's hand and said with a bitter smile, "Disciple spent ten years in the Heavenly Tome, opening the seven apertures... Master just helped me detoxify..."

Hearing this, the old Daoist fell silent.

He gazed at Wang Xian's face, as if contemplating.

Then he burst into laughter: "Could it be that your ten years in the Heavenly Tome were all spent cultivating your physical body?"

"Ten years, five realms..."

Wang Xian collapsed back onto the bed, laughing weakly, "This is also the life-saving ability disciple learned in the Heavenly Tome."

The old Daoist suddenly realized. He thought about his disciple not breaking through any realms in his junior sister's Heavenly Tome for ten years.

Let alone the vicious woman today, even his junior sister probably wouldn't have imagined that her disciple spent a full ten years honing his physical body.

Thinking of this, he became even angrier.

He said coldly, "Hundred Flowers Granny from Hundred Flower Valley is not a good person. Stay away from her in the future."

Ten years, five realms, and this was still within the Heavenly Tome World.

Even his disciple's powerful body was severely injured by that vicious woman. If it were anyone else, they would likely be dead by now.

He took out a handkerchief and wiped the bloodstains from Wang Xian's face.

Looking at his pale disciple, the old Daoist said with heartache, "Don't push yourself so hard in the coming days."

Wang Xian thought for a moment and asked, "The two women from the East Sea didn't see Master, will they come again?"

The old Daoist snorted.

He casually replied, "I'll just sit here and see what tricks they can play."

Wang Xian's eyes darted around, and he asked, "Master, when will Senior Sister return?"

"Her?"

The old Daoist chuckled heartily at the thought of Donghuang Shuyu: "She's even more troublesome than you. Are you looking forward to her coming back to deal with you?"

Wang Xian felt a chill in his stomach. After thinking for a moment, he replied, "Then I'll go to the Sword Sect first to see Martial Nephew. She promised to return the Líng Shí to Master."

A strange smile couldn't help but appear on the old Daoist's face.

He thought of his beloved disciple. Although he was only at the Foundation Establishment Realm, his physical strength was no less than that of a Nascent Soul Realm master.

Would the Kunlun Sword Sect in the coming spring be stirred up because of his disciple, disturbing that pool of calm spring water?