Grandpa, times have changed.

The Illusion Star Sword in Xu Xing's hand transformed into a stream of light and entered.

This scene made Chi Jiuyu feel uneasy.

Although she was curious, she still wanted to maintain her image in front of Xiao Qingchen, so she refrained from asking.

Anyway, Xiao Qingchen will ask herself.

"what is this?"

really!

Then Hong Qingchen held the pearl in both hands, staring curiously at the landscape painting that flowed within it.

“A portable mini-world,” Xu Xing explained. “Your Illusionary Star Realm has disappeared, so use this as a substitute for now. There’s a little gift I’m giving you inside.”

gift!

Hong Qingchen's eyes lit up.

"Thank you, Grandmaster Sword Ancestor!"

Although precocious, he was still just a six-year-old child.

She was really looking forward to the gift, not to mention that the person giving it to her was the very mysterious Sword Ancestor Master Uncle in her eyes.

"You're welcome."

Xu Xing patted her head again, still smiling.

"Little Qingchen".

"Eh?"

"If I send you to a very far place and it takes a long time to bring you back, will you be scared?"

Hong Qingchen held the portable miniature world, somewhat bewildered.

Why go to such a faraway place?

"Emm... because some very dangerous things are going to happen soon."

"I'm not afraid!" Her little face was full of seriousness. "Senior Sister said that a sword cultivator who backs down when faced with difficulties is not a good sword cultivator!"

She's determined to cultivate the "Slaying Sword Manual" and become a powerful and beautiful sword immortal like her Sword Master Uncle!

Chi Jiuyu stood to the side, head held high and chest out.

That's right!

This is what I taught!

Sword cultivators should forge ahead fearlessly, using their swords to annihilate all difficulties and obstacles!
Upon hearing this, Xu Xing didn't say anything more, but simply put his hand down and didn't continue the topic.

"Ambitious."

Although these words are very meaningful for a six-year-old, Xu Xing's decision will not change because of them.

Xiao Qingchen is just one of them.

Even those who return to the Void can remain in the Tai Xuan Realm to deal with the Cang Clan members below the Dao Integration level, or humans who have defected to the Cang Clan.

But upon returning to emptiness...

Honestly, there's no point in staying.

The final reckoning will only be more brutal than the battle of ancient times.

There is no such thing as determination, nor is there such a thing as courage. There is only one thing that everyone has to do!
Do everything possible to survive!

Live on, and wait for those who have attained the Dao, the Profound Realm, the True Realm, or even the True Immortal to end all of this.

The outcome is unpredictable.

Even now, Xu Xing can only guarantee the complete annihilation of the Cang Clan.

The extent of the losses and casualties is unknown.

He didn't even know whether achieving the 'Source of the Dao' would reverse the erasure at the True Immortal level.

"Go back and cultivate diligently."

Hong Qingchen couldn't understand the complexity of Xu Xing's thoughts, and nodded very seriously.

"Yes, I will!"

Then, Xu Xing looked at Chi Jiuyu standing to the side.

Seeing that she was much more composed than she had been fifty years ago, he took out a storage ring and handed it to her.

"the same as you."

"Thank you, Martial Aunt." She calmly accepted the storage ring and took Hong Qingchen's hand. "Then this disciple will take Qingchen back first."

"Well, let's go."

Xu Xing watched the two leave.

Only after their figures disappeared through the doorway did he return to the center of the dojo, sit down, and let out a soft breath.

Fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

It was just a blink of an eye for him, but the changes it brought to others and to the world were immeasurable.

Putting aside everything else.

Even Jiu Yu, who was unruly fifty years ago, has become more composed and respectable.

Time will always make people less interesting in a way called 'growing up'...

"Oh."

He chuckled softly.

Xu Xing also looked up and gazed into the distance.

Having obtained the original intent of 'Principle', he absorbed the innate into the acquired, and every second he was getting closer to the 'Source of the Dao', no longer needing to go into seclusion.

It is still unknown how long it will take to reach the Dao Source, but what is certain is that that time is not too far away.

Therefore, he must make as many arrangements as possible before he achieves Dao Source or before Xuan decides to start the war.

As he was thinking, his expression suddenly froze.

However, after sending Xiao Qingchen back to the Star Ancestor's Hall, Chi Jiuyu quickly returned.

Having returned to the front of the Sword Ancestor's Hall, he looked around for a while before sneaking in like a thief.

Before long, it was already crouching by the door, cautiously peeking its head out.

What are you doing back here?

"Hehe!" Chi Jiuyu scratched his head a little embarrassedly, grinning, "Uncle-Master, we just wanted to ask you some questions."

Xu Xing: "..."

Well, it turns out this guy didn't become more composed after all; he was just pretending.

They're actually quite convincing...

But that's interesting.

What do you want to ask?

"I just want to ask my martial uncle what danger you just mentioned."

She is a fisherwoman of unparalleled wisdom!
The number one genius in all the heavens and myriad realms...

As the former number one genius of all the heavens and myriad realms, he naturally understood the deeper meaning hidden in his uncle's words.

"And what about the Tai, the Gu, the Cang Clan, the turmoil in the Tai Xuan Realm, and the will of Heaven?"

After she finished speaking, she looked at Xu Xing nervously.

Yes.

Deep down, she didn't think she would get an answer to her question. Based on past patterns, she was very likely to get a response like, "This is not something you should know."

But what if? What if we could get answers to some of those questions?
"These things are a bit complicated to explain."

There is a play!

Chi Jiuyu was overjoyed.

"It's alright, it's alright, Uncle-Master, please tell me slowly."

She took out a futon and sat down properly.

“Okay, I’ll explain it to you slowly.” Xu Xing was quite straightforward.

There's nothing that can't be said now.

While the affairs of the Cang Clan will not be publicized extensively, there is no need to hide them either.

He is indeed preparing to make some arrangements, but that doesn't mean he will personally carry them out.

It would be better to talk to Jiu Yu now, satisfy her curiosity, and relax a bit.

After all, fifty years have passed, and this guy has become a 'centenarian fisherman,' yet he hasn't changed at all, still with that same carefree attitude.

Xu Xing was actually quite happy about this.

"Let me first explain the Cang Clan. A long time ago..."

……

……

It was noon.

The rain that brought life to the world had not yet stopped, and the small puddles that had accumulated there were shimmering with colorful light, creating a magnificent and beautiful scene.

Chi Jiuyu walked out of the Sword Ancestor Hall in a daze.

His eyes were a little blurry.

It was only after a few raindrops fell on her that the chill brought her back to her senses.

The past of the Cang Clan and the Human Clan, the struggle at the True Immortal level, the Heavenly Will sealed by the Seven Great Immortal Sects...

Xu Xing explained everything to her, down to the smallest detail.

The sheer volume of information was overwhelming for her.

She never imagined that such a past existed behind her peaceful life.

"This is what my martial uncle has to do..."

The words she had spoken to her master in the Sword Master's Hall fifty years ago flooded back into her mind, causing her to feel extremely conflicted.

The first and strongest True Immortal of the human race.

He carried so much on his shoulders, and there were so many problems waiting for him to solve.

Uncle-Master...

How could one possibly relax?

She stood there on the mountain steps, letting the cold raindrops fall on her.

At that moment, she truly felt like an ignorant and fearless little fish, kept in a pond, believing that what she saw was all there was to it, completely unaware of the storms and dangers outside the pond...

What upset her even more was that she was very likely not even qualified to participate or do her part.

for a long time.

She took a deep breath and started walking down the mountain.

……

……

evening.

Amidst the chaos of the seas, the Dragon and Elephant Sect stands tall.

Deepest inside, in the Ancestral Master Hall.

Two figures sat facing each other. One of them was not tall, dressed in black, and sat quietly, like an ancient, unmoving mountain.

The past, the future, and even the more ethereal principles and laws cannot be shaken in the slightest.

The weight of the entire Tai Xuan Realm seemed to pale in comparison to his own existence.

There is also a powerful and domineering artistic conception that is magnificent and boundless, pushing aside everything, and even the vast universe cannot contain it, making the immeasurable space and time seem to tremble.

It is indeed the supreme ruler.

"Fellow Daoist, are you sure you want to leave your inheritance to the Dragon Elephant Sky-Supporting Sect?"

Opposite him stood a man whose aura was as cold and hard as a mountain rock, without any fluctuation.

He wore a coat made of animal hides, looking primitive and wild, with a rugged and resolute face, as if carved by a knife.

His eyes were lifeless, devoid of any light.

Beside him lay a large, black bow.

But I feel ashamed.

"Martial arts should not be abandoned by me." He said calmly, "I attained immortality through martial arts, but I have never promoted martial arts, causing it to decline to this point. This is a sin."

He has let down his parents, his wife and children, and his clan throughout his life...

He felt even more sorry for his mentor who led him into the Dao, his fellow Daoists who had supported him for many years, and the Daoist friends who had followed him all the way.

However, his skills and martial arts prowess did not come from him alone.

It took the hard work of so many people to create such a disappointing martial arts master.

The tradition should not be broken, nor can it be broken!

“Since you do not wish for the martial arts to end here, nor do you wish to establish another sect, why not join my Dragon Elephant Sky-Supporting Sect?” said the Overlord.

When he founded the Dragon Elephant Sky-Supporting Sect, he harbored the intention of inviting Kui to join the sect.

Physical cultivators possess the strength to capture dragons and elephants, while martial arts cultivators wield the power to lift the heavens and shake the earth.

He racked his brains for a long time to come up with this name.

"..."

Kui Siji's eyes flickered for a moment, but quickly calmed down.

"No need, I am unworthy and do not deserve to be a teacher."

He even betrayed those who respected him as their teacher.

Throughout his life, he never lived up to anyone's expectations, and the only thing he did at the end was somewhat worthwhile.

"This is unprecedented in the world, and someone will surely inherit the martial arts and lead it to prosperity."

"..."

The Overlord remained silent.

He could see the pain and regret in Kui Xin's heart, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

After all these years, every minute and second of living in this world has been a torment for Kui.

"I will teach people to build a Martial Hall," the Overlord said in a deep voice. "Fellow Daoist can place their own inheritance within it."

Thank you.

"Even if Gu dies, everything may still be salvageable. Fellow Daoist, you might as well..."

Ba Zun wanted to offer some advice, but ultimately stopped.

Should I advise him to take it easy and be more open-minded?
But how can one possibly let go of those things!

In the end, only silence remained, and even in her guilty eyes, there was still a deathly stillness. (End of Chapter)