Gazing at the white-clad man on the deck of the flying boat, a question flashed through everyone's minds simultaneously.
A young man in white, carrying a sword... who could it be?
There are many outstanding young people in the Taiyu Divine Dynasty.
But who could stand before this princess?
This is not just a matter of location, but more importantly, a matter of status!
Everyone was somewhat curious.
Logically speaking, the princess is replacing the God-King, and her current status is comparable to the God-King. In this vast Taiyu Divine Dynasty, is there anyone more noble than the God-King?
Yunli was also very curious.
The scene today was truly breathtaking for her.
She never imagined that such a day would come under the oppressive rule of her wayward disciple.
As the airship drew closer, she finally saw the white-robed man's face clearly. In just one glance, Yunli felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Her whole body trembled, and disbelief slowly welled up with excitement as she stared blankly at the white-robed man.
And the other person happened to be looking at her.
Amidst the clamor, the world seemed to quiet down, leaving only the smile on the white-clad man's lips and his familiar, warm voice.
" Sword Master Yunli, it's been several years since we last met, but you remain as elegant as ever."
In an instant, her eyes reddened.
If there hadn't been other people around, she would have almost disregarded everything and abandoned all decorum.
If that's the case, her voice, though suppressed, carried a hint of a sob.
" Yunli, the First Sword Master of the Sword Pavilion... pays respects to the Pavilion Master!"
Yunli was very excited.
That makes sense.
Everything makes sense now.
Why are so many sect leaders behaving so unusually today?
Why is there such a large-scale operation today?
She understood everything.
Lin Xuan!
All because of Lin Xuan!
It's all because of Lin Xuan!
In this world, who else but their own sect leader could do such a thing?
Nobody's here!
At the very least, in Yunli's knowledge, she had only ever seen Lin Xuan, who was capable of things that ordinary people could not achieve.
Every single time, he defies everyone's expectations.
She was excited.
But seeing this scene, Fu Xing felt a chill run through his body, and his face turned pale.
Although he didn't know the white-robed man's exact identity, anyone with eyes could see that the man's status was probably even higher than that of their Taiyu Divine Dynasty's princess or even the Divine Lord!
The entire room fell silent the moment he appeared.
Many of the lords' breathing became rapid.
Even the eyes of the True Spirit Mansion Master and their Heavenly March Mansion Master were glowing!
He can figure it out with just a little thought.
This man in white was the source of this unexpected and extravagant congratulatory gift.
It was because of him that these sect leaders and royal family heads came here to offer their congratulations to his master.
Thinking about this, Fu Xing's eyes almost bled with jealousy.
Damn it!
Damn it!
When did she manage to curry favor with someone like him?
The two Great Emperor behind him were also trembling with fear.
In the face of these people, they were no different from three flies. All their initial evil intentions turned into bubbles, vanished in the sunlight, leaving only the urgent need to protect themselves.
The group exchanged glances.
escape!
They need to leave quickly!
Otherwise...
Where are you all headed?
However, just as they were about to turn and run away while no one was paying attention, the Heavenly March Mansion Master's calm voice came from behind them.
"Today is the founding ceremony of the Divine Departure Sect. You all look unfamiliar... but that's alright. However, where are your congratulatory gifts? It seems you've come empty-handed..."
His tone seemed to carry a smile, but if you listened carefully, you could clearly hear the ill intent hidden beneath his leisurely manner.
As the lord of this region, he had investigated almost everything in advance.
Fu Xing plotted against his master, purged the old guard of the Divine Departure Sect, and not only changed the status quo, but also used every means to suppress Yunli after she returned to the Eastern Continent Yunli.
Today, they came with even greater force, seeking revenge.
He almost caused his own Heavenly March Prince's Estate to suffer a loss as a result.
Oh!
If he escapes, then he'll lose his position as the lord of the manor.
"I..."
Fu Xing was sweating profusely.
He opened his mouth, about to explain something, but the dark shadow had already pressed down on his head. He was terrified, but it was too late.
The difference in cultivation levels between cultivators is terrifying.
Not everyone is a prodigy like Lin Xuan.
In the blink of an eye, the Heavenly March Mansion Master made a sudden move, arriving in front of Fu Xing and reaching out with one hand.
Click!
Amidst Fu Xing's bloodshot eyes and agonizing screams, only the slow, leisurely voice of the Heavenly March Mansion Master could be heard.
"To come here to offer congratulations without bringing a gift is impolite."
"However, I am kind-hearted. Since you are not bringing it, I will prepare it for you."
"Sect Leader Yun, do you like this gift?"
He spoke casually, flicking the blood from his palm, and then tossed Fu Xing, whose Fu Xing had been crippled and who was now limp like a dead dog, directly in front of Yunli.
Yunli looked at Fu Xing with a complicated expression. After a long while, she slowly tugged at the corners of her mouth.
"Thank you, Lord of the Manor, Yunli... is unworthy of such praise."
She uttered a few soft words.
It slammed heavily onto Fu Xing's head.
He trembled for a moment, as if his conscience had been expelled by the shattered foundation of his realm, and suddenly tears streamed down his face.
Ignoring the posture he had painstakingly maintained, he crawled on his stomach, elbows on the ground, trying to grab Yunli's clothes, pleading humbly and fearfully.
"Master..."
"Master! I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong!"
"Please, Master, spare me! Please..."
"Please spare my life, Master, for the sake of our past relationship as master and disciple!"
Yunli lowered her eyes slightly.
For a fleeting moment, the image of the middle-aged man struggling to survive at my feet overlapped with that of the beggar child I had once taken in.
The difference was that on that day, that night, even the child's dirty face couldn't hide the starlight shining in his eyes.
He said to himself with such determination, "Immortal Venerable, I will definitely cultivate diligently in the future. When I grow up, I will serve you and repay your kindness!"
"Mortals value blood ties and family affection, but the kindness of raising is greater than the kindness of giving birth. The immortals took pity on me, provided me with food and warmth, and even taught me how to live forever. The immortals are my second parents."
"I call you Immortal Master."
"But the Immortal Venerable is like my adoptive mother."
" Fu Xing will never betray me in this lifetime!"
Coming to her senses, she looked at the disheveled man before her, tears streaming down his face.
His eyes were filled with fear and panic.
Aside from the fear of death, all that remained was self-hatred, self-loathing, and a resentment towards submission to power.
Yunli suddenly smiled.
She spoke slowly, "Back then, when you killed me, with those three Soul-Shattering Nails and nine Heart-Slaying Sword, did you even consider the bond we once shared?"
"Today, when you come to destroy my Divine Departure Sect, what are you thinking? Do you have any regard for our past relationship?"
"Back then, you were just a beggar, and I..." Yunli paused abruptly, gave a self-deprecating laugh, and then shook her head, "Forget it, it's all in the past. What's the point of talking about it?"
She said no more, but squatted down slightly, her tone filled with compassion, even gentleness.
Your original name wasn't Fu Xing.
"It's my fault. I brought you into this world of cultivation, showing you all its wonders, but I failed to teach you properly, which swayed your character. I admit my mistake."
" Fu Xing shouldn't have even existed in the first place."
"I once bestowed a name upon you; today, it is time for me to take it back."
After saying that, she placed one hand on Fu Xing's head and, in the despair in his eyes, drew out a silver thread.
That was a memory belonging to Fu Xing.
It is also a memory belonging to " Fu Xing ".
"No, no..."
At this moment, Fu Xing suddenly became agitated and roared, trying to stop him.
But it was of no use.
Click.
The silver thread of her soul's memory was severed by Yunli, and her heart calmed down as she gazed calmly at the middle-aged man before her.
He trembled, his eyes filled with despair, unable to utter a single extra word. His fragmented memories and mortal body left him only able to murmur repeatedly, "Spare me, spare me..."
But the murky light in his eyes had dimmed.
After a few soft moans carrying an unreadable meaning, his body trembled, and his breath suddenly dissipated.
If one's cultivation is abolished, even their soul will cease to exist.
His face was covered in filth, and his body was covered in yellow dust, just like when he first met Yunli. All the previous details had been erased, leaving only a sense of desolation and a corpse that had returned to dust.
Yunli stared at him for a long time.
A few glints seemed to flash in her eyes, but they quickly disappeared.
She took a deep breath, and the energy of heaven and earth swirled, Spiritual Power surging and appearing above her head.
The others were immediately taken aback.
"This is... an epiphany!?"