Jian Wuxin's Request! Seeking the Sword!

When he pursued the greatest sword under heaven, Jian Changqing was still beneath that tree, practicing the clumsiest sword moves.

Yet Jian Wuxin saw his former self in him and took him into the Holy Land. He had never expected him to achieve so much.

"Give you one compliment and you're already getting carried away."

Chu Muyang was speechless. He prepared to call his son, Chu Qingfeng, who was obsessed with the sword Dao all day long, onto the stage.

But just then, Ye Zichen spoke.

"Qingfeng, come here."

"What is it, Senior?"

Puzzled, Qingfeng stepped forward.

"My lord, what is it?"

Chu Muyang leaned over and asked quietly.

Jian Wuxin, seated nearby, was also curious about the gesture and leaned in to listen.

But Ye Zichen suddenly spoke words no one else could make out. "Your sword Dao has earned my recognition. Now, Sword Heart Azure Lotus, appear."

Those words were meant for Chu Qingfeng alone, so only he could hear them clearly.

But when Chu Qingfeng heard them, he felt as though he had entered another world.

Here, a senior was performing his sword moves. Those moves were precisely what Chu Qingfeng had been pursuing, what he needed!

"This boy seems different somehow?" Chu Muyang suddenly sensed something extraordinary about his son.

"This! This is the intent of the pinnacle of the sword Dao!"

Jian Wuxin noticed how extraordinary Chu Qingfeng was at this moment. What Ye Zichen had told him was the intent of a sword immortal!

At that moment, his sword gradually began to throb. He seemed to have found the greatest sword under heaven!

Standing on the sword performance stage, Chu Qingfeng entered a state of enlightenment. He could feel the sword in his heart growing clear once more. At this moment, he was the sword!

"Sword heart, become one! Azure Lotus Sword Immortal!"

As Chu Qingfeng roared, a streak of azure Sword Qi flew out, and an apparition appeared!

An azure lotus slowly bloomed in the sky, emerging from the mud unstained. At that moment, the Azure Lotus Sword Physique awakened!

"The sword physique has awakened! It's an Immortal Dao Sword Physique! Azure Lotus-that was the name just now, wasn't it?!"

Jian Wuxin was shocked. Even the other two from the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion and the Dao Heaven Holy Physique, who had said little all this time, stood up in surprise!

"An Immortal Dao Sword Physique! A future sword immortal!"

Watching this, Chu Muyang was somewhat taken aback. His son, who spent all day obsessed with the sword Dao, actually possessed such a physique!

Chu Qingfeng opened his eyes and struck with his sword. The strike tore across the heavens and actually drew a blessing from the Heavenly Dao!

"H-heavens! I'm not dreaming, am I?! A blessing from the Heavenly Dao!"

"This-this is the Heavenly Dao's affirmation!"

"The Great Chu Imperial Dynasty is going to ascend to heaven from now on!"

"Is this first in the sword Dao? It must be, right?!"

The voices of hundreds of thousands of people below the stage rang out one after another. This blessing was the Heavenly Dao's recognition of Chu Qingfeng!

"M-my lord, you... I..."

Chu Muyang was at a loss for words, so excited he wanted to cry! His lord had helped his son awaken an Immortal Dao Sword Physique just like that!

"It was something he would have realized sooner or later."

Ye Zichen spoke. For someone like him, awakening was only a matter of time.

Since there was such a stage, he would give him a chance to stand in the spotlight.

The elder from the Dao Heaven Holy Land could no longer sit still. He had to report this to the Holy Lord as soon as possible!

He hurriedly offered his congratulations. "Congratulations, Emperor Chu! With an Immortal Dao Sword Physique, the Great Chu Imperial Dynasty is bound to be glorious in the future!"

After an exchange of thanks, the elder immediately left the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, but he was in a great fluster as he departed.

"Qingfeng, come back!"

Chu Muyang was overjoyed. If there had not been so many people present, he would have kowtowed to Ye Zichen countless times.

Chu Qingfeng flew back to Ye Zichen's side and hurriedly bowed. "Thank you, Senior, for granting me such a fortuitous opportunity! In this life, I will gladly go through fire and boiling water for you, Senior!"

Ye Zichen waved his hand and said dismissively, "It was yours to begin with. Don't give me too much credit."

"Jian Wuxin, what do you think? Impressive, isn't my son?" Chu Muyang said proudly.

"Hm? What's wrong, Brother Wuxin? Are you stunned?"

Seeing that something was wrong with Jian Wuxin, Chu Muyang asked in puzzlement.

Jian Wuxin ignored Chu Muyang. He came before Ye Zichen, knelt, and asked earnestly, "My lord, since you can guide someone with the aptitude of a sword immortal, may I ask you to help me fulfill my next wish?"

"Oh? Let's hear it," Ye Zichen said, raising an eyebrow. At the same time, he began looking into Jian Wuxin's past.

"I am Jian Wuxin, and I hereby ask you, Senior, for the greatest sword under heaven!"

Jian Wuxin bowed his head low and made his request with utmost sincerity.

Everyone else present looked on in confusion and surprise!

"Why are you doing this, Brother Wuxin?"

Chu Muyang asked quietly, not daring to step forward and interrupt.

Ye Zichen glanced at him and said calmly, "Your sword heart is lost. You cannot obtain this sword by asking for it."

At those words, pain and memories surged into Jian Wuxin's heart.

"Brother Wenxin, will you become the most formidable sword immortal under heaven someday?"

A girl asked happily.

"Of course! I have to fight to become number one in the sword Dao in this world!"

"Mm! I believe in you. You're already so amazing, so you'll definitely be number one under heaven someday!"

The girl was delighted and kissed Jian Wenxin on the cheek.

"When I become number one under heaven, I'll marry you in a grand wedding!"

Jian Wenxin made his solemn vow.

"All right, pinky swear."

The girl held out her little finger, and Jian Wenxin extended his to meet it.

"Pinky swear, no changing it for a hundred years-no, a hundred million years!"

When the girl finished speaking, she smiled happily. The time they shared was so warm.

But the girl would never live to see that day.

"Tingya, Tingya!"

"Brother... Wenxin, your sword will surely be the strongest."

Covered in blood, Tingya lay in Jian Wenxin's arms. She touched his face and spoke with a smile.

"Don't talk, Tingya. Here, take this first. I'll take you back to the Holy Land right away."

Jian Wenxin took out a pill and tried to feed it to Tingya.

"Brother... Wenxin, it's a pity... I won't live to see you... marry me."

The hand touching Wenxin's face finally fell. Tingya smiled, then slowly closed her eyes.

She would never live to see the day Jian Wenxin married her.

"No! Tingya!"

Jian Wenxin's cries echoed throughout the valley. From then on, Jian Wenxin changed his name to Jian Wuxin. His sword possessed only power, but never again a sword heart.

"You're afraid."

Ye Zichen spoke, questioning Jian Wuxin.

Returning from his memories, Jian Wuxin wiped away his tears and spoke again with resolve. "I ask only for your guidance, Senior!"

"You will die."

"My sword heart is already lost. I'm not afraid. I'm only afraid that I can neither take up this sword nor put it down."

"Very well."