At the End of the Sea, the Sky Becomes the Shore; At the Pinnacle of the Sword Dao, I Am the Peak!

As soon as he finished speaking.

Wan Jianyi slowly raised the sword in his hand.

His eyes shone with life, filled with an incomparably sharp Sword Intent that made it difficult for anyone to meet his gaze...

Wan Jianyi formed a sword seal with his fingers and cried softly:

"Heaven and earth are filled with righteous energy, vast and everlasting;"

"I seek not Zhuxian, only to Slay Ghosts and Gods!"

The True Intent of Slaying Ghosts and Gods erupted.

Yet the true Sword Intent did not descend.

Because Wan Jianyi performed it very slowly.

He wanted Ji Changfeng to see clearly.

To see exactly how this sword strike was executed.

As Wan Jianyi gathered the Sword Intent in his hand, he split his attention to glance at Ji Changfeng and chuckled. "Kid, what do you think?"

"How does this strike compare to your Two Sleeves of Azure Serpents?"

"Cool." Ji Changfeng smiled faintly.

But then his tone shifted. Looking at Wan Jianyi with smiling eyes, he said, "Senior, I have something even cooler. Would you like to see it?"

"Oh?" Wan Jianyi's eyes lit up slightly.

An inexplicable anticipation arose within him. It was the pursuit of Sword Intent, the longing for the sword Dao.

"Hahahaha!"

"Go on, show me! Let's see which of us is cooler!"

Wan Jianyi laughed heartily.

Ji Changfeng nodded with a light smile. "Senior, then this disciple will make a fool of himself."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Ji Changfeng's expression immediately turned solemn.

Boom—

His aura drew in slightly before suddenly erupting. It was another kind of Sword Intent, different from the Azure Serpent Sword Intent.

It was somewhat similar to the True Intent of Slaying Ghosts and Gods.

Just as indomitable, yet even more peerless.

As though it could split open the heavens with a single sword.

As though it could sever every shackle with a single strike!

Whoosh—

Ji Changfeng gently exhaled. His eyes were clear, and a supremely brilliant Sword Intent bloomed within them.

"At the end of the sea, the sky becomes the shore; at the pinnacle of the sword Dao, I am the peak!"

Ji Changfeng took a small step forward.

Competing over who was cooler?

Competing over flashy lines?

Sorry, Senior, but you were already old.

This was the era of us young people—the era of Ji Changfeng!

"Senior, watch this sword carefully!"

Ji Changfeng smiled faintly.

Then he raised his sword.

And brought it down.

Clang—

In an instant, brilliant Sword Intent erupted. That peerless true intent slashed fiercely toward Wan Jianyi.

At the same time, a clear voice rang out.

"My sword."

"Can Open the Heavenly Gate!"

"Senior, what do you think?"

Wan Jianyi's eyes suddenly blazed.

His aura surged sharply, and the True Intent of Slaying Ghosts and Gods he had been gathering for so long suddenly slashed forth.

Boom—

Two peerless Sword Intents collided.

The "swords" in Ji Changfeng and Wan Jianyi's hands both shattered into dust.

They had fulfilled their purpose.

At the peak of such a clash.

Two ordinary branches could no longer withstand it.

Even though neither of them had used any spiritual power.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Magnificent! Truly magnificent!"

Wan Jianyi laughed loudly. His eyes burned as he looked at Ji Changfeng, his tone somewhat hurried. "Kid."

"What was the name of that sword strike just now?"

Ji Changfeng smiled faintly. "Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate!"

"Sword Opens... the Heavenly Gate?"

Wan Jianyi murmured to himself.

An indomitable bearing, peerless Sword Intent—it was as if it could split the heavens with one sword and break every shackle?!

"What a Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate!"

"What a Ji Changfeng!"

"I have to admit, you..."

"Are cooler than me!"

Wan Jianyi looked at Ji Changfeng with an unusually serious expression.

Especially that line, "At the end of the sea, the sky becomes the shore." Where did this youngster get so many flashy sayings from?!

For some reason, it even sounded cooler than the incantation for Slay Ghosts and Gods...

Damn it!

Why did Wan Jianyi think he shouted an incantation every time he used Slay Ghosts and Gods?!

Wasn't it because it looked cool?!

A man was a boy until the day he died. Being cool was a lifelong pursuit.

Sigh...

Ji Changfeng sighed softly in his heart.

There was no helping it.

Who told Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate not to have any flashy incantation?

And Wan Jianyi's Slay Ghosts and Gods was so flashy.

So there was no choice.

He could only be even flashier.

After all, being cool was a lifelong pursuit!

"Come here!" Wan Jianyi beckoned.

He called Ji Changfeng over to sit beside a stone table, then somehow produced a jar of wine.

Thud—

The wine jar landed on the stone table.

Wan Jianyi looked at Ji Changfeng with hearty boldness. "Kid, can you drink?"

Ji Changfeng cupped his hands with a smile. "If Senior wishes to drink, then this disciple naturally will not spoil the mood."

"Haha, good!"

Wan Jianyi lifted the seal from the wine jar. A faint fragrance of wine drifted out, and he laughed. "This jar of Spiritual Wine was brewed by me a hundred years ago. I originally thought that one day, when I met a worthy opponent, I would take it out and drink with him to my heart's content. But I never expected..."

"That you, a mere kid, would be the one to drink the first cup of this wine with me!"

"In that case, it is truly this disciple's honor." Ji Changfeng rose and bowed.

Wan Jianyi said with some displeasure, "There's none of that needless formality here. Sit!"

Ji Changfeng obediently sat down.

Splash—

The rich, fragrant Spiritual Wine poured into the bowls, sending up thick foam. One look was enough to tell that it was excellent wine!

"With such fine wine, I wonder if this poor Daoist might ask for a bowl to taste?"

Just then, a voice with a faint smile suddenly rang out.

A Daoist clad in a dark green robe, holding a whisk in his hand, slowly approached.

Ji Changfeng hurriedly rose and bowed. "Disciple Ji Changfeng greets Sect Leader Martial Uncle."

"Sit."

True Master Daoxuan smiled faintly.

"Hmph." Wan Jianyi snorted. The smile on his face vanished at once, and he seemed rather unwilling to acknowledge Dao Xuan.

"Junior Brother, might this poor Daoist ask for a cup of wine?" True Master Daoxuan said with a smile.

Wan Jianyi said nothing.

He merely took out an empty bowl.

Seeing this, True Master Daoxuan smiled.

For a time, the three sat facing one another.

Faced with two masters who were seemingly in the Grand Purity Realm.

Ji Changfeng showed no trace of timidity. He raised his cup in a slight toast to the two seniors, then took a small sip.

The fragrant Spiritual Wine entered his mouth.

It instantly transformed into pure spiritual energy.

It truly was Spiritual Wine aged for a hundred years!

After taking a sip, True Master Daoxuan praised, "Junior Brother, I have coveted your Spiritual Wine for a hundred years. At last, my wish has been fulfilled..."

"Hmph!" Wan Jianyi snorted.

He was beginning to suspect that Dao Xuan had called Ji Changfeng here specifically to mooch a drink.

After drinking a bowl of Spiritual Wine.

Ji Changfeng did not linger any longer.

He rose and cupped his hands toward Dao Xuan and Wan Jianyi. "Sect Leader Martial Uncle, Senior, this disciple will take his leave first."

He knew that Dao Xuan and Wan Jianyi likely had matters to discuss, so he had no intention of staying to be an eyesore.

True Master Daoxuan smiled and nodded.

Wan Jianyi looked at Ji Changfeng with blazing eyes. "Kid, come again next time and let me see how much your strength has improved."

Ji Changfeng smiled faintly. "I will certainly satisfy Senior."

Having said that.

He turned and left without hesitation.

As True Master Daoxuan watched Ji Changfeng's departing back, he fell into thought...

Heh— Wan Jianyi let out a derisive chuckle. "What? Are you afraid this kid will snatch your disciple's Sect Leader Position?"

True Master Daoxuan shook his head. "I truly can't hide anything from you, Junior Brother."

Wan Jianyi said indifferently, "The Sect Leader Position should go to the capable. They are both Qingyun Disciples—what difference does it make who inherits it?"

"That may be true." True Master Daoxuan gently shook his head. "But the Sect Leader Position can only belong to the Eldest Disciple line. The other peaks..."

Wan Jianyi did not respond.

He simply drank the Spiritual Wine in his hand.

Just then, True Master Daoxuan looked at Wan Jianyi and smiled. "So, Junior Brother, why not take him as your disciple?"

If Wan Jianyi took Ji Changfeng as his disciple.

Wouldn't Ji Changfeng become an Eldest Disciple?!

"Me? Hasn't he already taken Tian Buyi as his master?" Wan Jianyi gently shook his head.

"Just because he has taken Tian Buyi as his master, does that mean he cannot take you as his master as well?"

Dao Xuan countered.

Then he gently shook his head again. "If you ask me, you are more suited to be his master than Tian Buyi."

At those words, Wan Jianyi opened his mouth.

He wanted to say something, but Su Ru suddenly came to mind.

Wan Jianyi's expression darkened.

Damn it!

He was definitely taking Ji Changfeng as his disciple.

If that dead fatso Tian Buyi had any objections, then let him come find me!!