The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Nie Feng was stunned for a moment, at a loss. He knew the status of Wushuang City in the martial arts world, and he knew what the young master of Wushuang City meant. "Master, your disciple is ashamed. Please retract your order."

Just as the Sword Saint was about to say something, Miyamoto Yukine gave him a look and said softly, "Don't worry, from now on, Wushuang City will be your home. Your master and I will take good care of you." As she spoke, she reached out and patted Nie Feng's head.

Aside from his own mother, Yan Ying, this was the first time Nie Feng had been so close to another woman, and his face immediately turned red. "Thank you, Master's wife."

Seeing his youthful and innocent face, Miyamoto Yukure grew more and more fond of him, and her eyes softened. Her only regret in this life was that she couldn't give birth to a child for the Sword Saint. If the accident hadn't happened back then, their child would probably be this age by now.

The Sword Saint turned his gaze to Nie Feng's back, and he felt an extremely cold aura sealed within the scabbard. "Is that the Snow Drinking Blade on your back?"

"Yes."

"Bring it to me and see."

Nie Feng took the knife and handed it to the Sword Saint. Back then, when Nie Renwang and Duan Shuai fought, Xiong Ba wanted to seize their weapons in order to curry favor with the Sword Saint and befriend Wushuang City. As a result, they both ended up in Lingyun Cave, and their two divine weapons were left behind inside.

Last time Su Ming went in but didn't take it, this time he brought Nie Feng in, and Nie Renwang personally presented the Snow Drinking Blade to him.

With a "whoosh!" the Snow Drinking Blade was drawn from its sheath, a blood groove appearing on its snow-white blade, the edge tracing a perfect arc, and an icy aura spreading continuously in the air.

"clang!"

The Sword Saint flicked the blade with his finger and nodded slightly. "Not bad, it's a good weapon, but unfortunately the forging technique is too poor, and it hasn't brought out the full potential of the material."

"Feng'er, I am a swordsman, and my self-created Holy Spirit Sword Technique is a top-tier sword technique rarely seen in this world. I have heard that your Nie family has a set of sword techniques that match the Snow Drinking Saber. Do you know it?"

Nie Feng shook his head. He had been taught the Ice Heart Technique since childhood to suppress his own mad blood, and had not learned the Six Techniques of Arrogant Cold. He learned them later in Lingyun Cave.

The Sword Saint's face lit up with a hint of joy. "Since you haven't learned the saber technique, you can learn the sword technique from me. Most of the strong people in the world are swordsmen, and the sword is the strongest weapon." After saying that, he looked at the Snow Drinking Saber again. "I will reforge this Snow Drinking Saber into a sword, and it will be your sword from now on."

Immediately, he bowed to Su Ming and said sincerely, "Thank you for sending me such a fine successor."

Unexpectedly, Su Ming burst into laughter upon hearing this, "Haha, there's something else that I'm sure you'll find even more interesting."

"Oh? What's the matter?"

Su Ming wore a mocking smile. "Nie Feng used to be Xiong Ba's disciple. He also had a senior brother named Bu Jingyun, who is now a disciple of Wuming. You have always regarded Wuming as your rival. I think your disciples can also have a competition to see who teaches better and whose swordsmanship is more exquisite!"

The Sword Saint glanced at Nie Feng and suddenly sighed, "Good idea. Wuming's Heavenly Sword has reached the pinnacle of perfection. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to defeat him again."

You have to admit it. Wuming had long seen through the hidden dangers in his swordsmanship and carefully pointed them out to him. Only after returning to the Realm of Sentimental Swords this time did he truly realize how profound and powerful the Heavenly Sword Realm was.

The pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world, for thousands of years, has only been achieved with this one Heavenly Sword. Unless one can comprehend the opposite of the twenty-three moves of the Emotional Heaven and Earth Sword, it is very difficult to surpass it in swordsmanship.

However, being sentimental and being indifferent are two opposing states, and it is extremely difficult to comprehend them.

"I lost to Wuming, but my disciple will definitely be able to defeat him. That way, I can consider it a victory over him!"

Upon hearing this, Su Ming fell silent, unsure of what to say. Although Feng and Yun were the main characters in this world, compared to Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng was more like a mere accessory. Bu Jingyun possessed the bloodline of the Bu Clan, was the future god of the Bu Clan, and had unparalleled talent and a destiny.

Nie Feng, on the other hand, was far inferior. Not only did his Wind God Leg technique become a mere scraping motion, but after losing equipment in Lingyun Cave, his combat strength wasn't top-tier. Whether he transformed into the Qilin Demon or later learned the Demon Blade technique, he was still no match for Bu Jingyun. In the end, he gave the Dragon Pearl to Bu Jingyun to save him; only their combined Wind and Cloud technique, the Maha Wuliang, was truly powerful. It can only be said that, as a fellow protagonist, Nie Feng really lacked presence.

Nie Feng's talent is top-notch in Feng Yun, but it depends on who he is compared to. Unfortunately, Bu Jingyun is someone he can hardly compare to.

However, in order not to undermine the Sword Saint's confidence, Su Ming simply smiled and remained silent.

"Come on, this is your first time in Wushuang City, so I'll treat you to a good meal."

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his sleeve, and the gates of the city lord's mansion opened. The guards inside hurriedly came out, and upon seeing the Sword Saint, they immediately bowed and said, "Greetings, City Lord."

"Someone, prepare a feast. I'm going to drink my fill tonight."

"As ordered!"

Not long after.

A sumptuous banquet was laid out in the hall. Su Ming sat to one side, leisurely picking at the food, while the Sword Saint held a wine jug and drank heartily, eating meat and drinking wine in large gulps, completely unlike his previous indifference.

He took a big gulp of wine and said heartily, "Ever since I was a child and came into contact with swordsmanship, I have never touched a drop of alcohol. Later, I lost my emotions and my heart was only devoted to swordsmanship. Now, I have rediscovered my emotions and climbed to the peak of swordsmanship, and only then have I gained some insights."

"A person's life is not just about having a sword. Whether drinking or eating meat, it does not hinder the cultivation of the sword. Focusing on seclusion is practicing the sword, and experiencing the world is also practicing the sword. A sword is a sword, there is no distinction between high and low, only strength and weakness."

Su Ming also laughed and said, "Haha, Brother Jian has already mastered the essence of swordsmanship. Being sentimental or ruthless is just a matter of different paths."

"Come on, drink!"

Miyamoto Yukure poured wine for the two of them and took care of Nie Feng, her eyes filled with tenderness as she looked at the Sword Saint.

……

I returned to my room late at night.

Su Ming slightly channeled his energy, and the sword energy of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin circulated throughout his body, dispelling the alcohol fumes within him. His eyes regained their clarity, and his mind sank into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Mirror owner: Su Ming

World: Storm

Identity: Master of the Broken Waves, Sword God, God of Destruction of the East

Origin of the World: 827,820

World Collapse Level: 82.7%
Number of times spacetime reflections were captured: zero
Number of times: zero
The premature death of Xiong Ba altered the fates of countless people, while the deaths of the two brothers of Xiao Ao Shi and the immortal god also exacerbated the collapse of the world. The ending did not meet expectations, but it was not bad.

As Su Ming recounted his gains over the past period, the image of Xiao Sanxiao appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but wonder: Xiao Sanxiao, what are you doing now?
This guy won't give up until he's defeated, nor will he back down. The future decline of the dynasty and the emergence of a demigod in the Divine Martial Era are also related to him. Once this guy dies, many plot points will be rewritten. (End of Chapter)