Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Chapter 373 Wan Jianyi: You actually reached the Taiqing Realm?
"retreat??"

Dao Xuan Zhenren's eyes sharpened, and he said in a deep voice:
"If I retreat, countless people at the foot of Qingyun Mountain will be swallowed up by the beast tide."

"If I retreat, the Qingyun Sect's thousand-year foundation will be destroyed in an instant."

"As the head of the Qingyun Sect, Dao Xuan always keeps in mind the responsibilities he bears."

"I will never back down. Even if I fall into the demonic path and face certain death, I will still strive to save the lives of the countless people living at the foot of Qingyun Mountain!"

Wan Jianyi looked at Dao Xuan Zhenren, whose eyes were filled with unwavering determination, and said:
"You are indeed suited to be the leader of Qingyun Sect. No one can do it better than you."

"Haha..." Dao Xuan Zhenren suddenly laughed a few times and said:
"Junior brother, have you finally admitted that you are inferior to me?"

Wan Jianyi raised an eyebrow, joined two fingers together like a sword, and unleashed a terrifying sword intent that soared into the sky, saying:
"You're not as good as me as I am as you as a sect leader, but in the art of swordsmanship, you're not as good as me!"

"Haha..." Dao Xuan Zhenren laughed, appearing quite excited.

Wan Jianyi looked at Dao Xuan Zhenren, who was laughing heartily, and said:

"Just smile more, that's all. For hundreds of years, you've been incredibly calm and collected, like a wise and enlightened sage. Aren't you tired of that?"

"Hmph!" Dao Xuan Zhenren suddenly snorted and said:
"If I hadn't been so composed, I fear I would have followed in your footsteps. If I hadn't been so composed, I fear the Qingyun Sect would have been gone eleven years ago."

Wan Jianyi knew his senior brother Dao Xuan's personality, so he gave him a thumbs up and said:
"Seeing you about to die, you're so great, so great, okay?"

Dao Xuan Zhenren suddenly turned around and glared at Wan Jianyi, saying in a deep voice:

"I told you, I would never let you die after me!"

"Alas!" Wan Jian sighed and said:
“However, you will soon die after using the Immortal Execution Sword. It is clear that I will live longer than you.”

Dao Xuan Zhenren's face darkened, and he said coldly:
"Then after I suffer a qi deviation, the first thing I'll do is come back and kill you, and then protect the Immortal Execution Sword!"

Wan Jianyi retorted, not to be outdone:

"I have already reached the half-step Taiqing realm, only one step away from the Taiqing realm. After you suffer a qi deviation, you will definitely be severely injured. Tell me, do you think you can still kill me?"

"Humph!"

"Talking to you is always so unpleasant." Dao Xuan Zhenren flicked his sleeve, snorted, and turned to leave.

Wan Jianyi watched Dao Xuan Zhenren leave and said:
"Don't worry, I'll be dancing at your grave after you die."

Dao Xuan Zhenren suddenly stopped and turned to ask:
What does "bungee dancing" mean?

Wan Jianyi explained:
"It was dancing with extreme excitement, the kind of excitement that comes with it," Zhang Xiaofan said.

Dao Xuan Zhenren's face instantly turned ashen, and he coldly said:

"I absolutely despise you two, master and disciple!"

Having said that, he left the ancestral hall in anger.

Wan Jianyi stared at Dao Xuan Zhenren's back until he disappeared at the end of the path before turning around to resume his cultivation.

The Beast God is about to attack the mountain, and Wan Jianyi is certain that the Demonic Sect will send experts to destroy the Immortal Execution Sword. He needs to be in peak condition to protect the Immortal Execution Sword.

However, just as he turned around, he suddenly stopped, his face lighting up with joy.

Outside the courtyard, a man in a black robe and with blood-red hair walked in.

As for the Blood Soul Sword, after Zhang Xiaofan broke through to the Taiqing Realm, he had already cultivated it to the point of concealing the sword within his body.

Furthermore, after breaking through to the Taiqing realm, he could completely suppress the Zhuxian Sword, and the demonic spirit within the Blood Soul Sword had also been re-refined. Therefore, he sometimes kept the Blood Soul Sword within his body.

Zhang Xiaofan went straight into the Ancestral Hall and saw a tall, middle-aged man in front of him, who looked like a sharp sword.

In particular, his once white hair is now only one-tenth white, with the rest being black.

After observing him again, Zhang Xiaofan knew that Wan Jianyi was not far from breaking through to the Taiqing Realm, within two months to a year at most. Zhang Xiaofan smiled, cupped his hands in a respectful bow to Wan Jianyi, and said:
"Old Wan, how have you been lately?"

Wan Jian stepped forward, patted Zhang Xiaofan on the shoulder, and laughed:

“You brat, it’s been eleven years and you haven’t come back even once, leaving your master here all alone.”

Zhang Xiaofan laughed:
"You've been here all alone for three hundred years and you're not lonely, so what's eleven years? Besides, don't you have Jingyu with you?"

Wan Jianyi waved his hand and said:

"Jingyu is too respectful and restrained towards me, like a stone. It's boring. Unlike you, kid, you just respect me and even call me brother. That's interesting."

"Mmm...smells so good!"

Wan Jianyi suddenly looked at the wine pouch at Zhang Xiaofan's waist.

Zhang Xiaofan took off the wine pouch and handed it to Wan Jianyi, saying:

"Old Wan, this is strong liquor from the south. I knew you liked it, so I brought it all the way here for you. How about it, isn't that a good deal?"

Wan Jianyi took the wine bag, uncorked it, and immediately took a sip.

"Cough...cough..."

Suddenly, Wan Jianyi's face turned red, and he felt a burning pain in his throat. He wanted to spit it out, but he couldn't bear to, so he could only force himself to swallow it.

After swallowing, he coughed violently a few times.

After coughing, my mouth felt mellow and fragrant, with an unforgettable aftertaste.

Wan Jianyi laughed twice:

"Haha... Good wine, strong enough. You're a real friend."

After saying that, he drank it down in one gulp. This time, however, he found the aftertaste delightful, and being prepared, he didn't cough.

Seeing Wan Jianyi drinking continuously, Zhang Xiaofan quickly said:

"Old Wan, drink it sparingly. This is a treasured collection of the Jin Clan's Great Wizard from two hundred years ago. There's only one jar left."

"What... there's a jar?" Wan Jian stared at Zhang Xiaofan with shining eyes and said:
"After I finish this bag of wine and defeat the Beast God, when I have some free time, I will definitely drink your jar of wine with you before I leave."

“Okay!” Zhang Xiaofan replied immediately. He suddenly remembered that in the original story, Wan Jianyi was at the peak of Shangqing at this moment.

Afterwards, the Beast God attacked, and Zhang Xiaofan fought a great battle against Wan Jianyi, but was then ambushed and killed by Mr. Ghost.

Now, Wan Jianyi has reached the half-step Taiqing realm, and is only one step away from the Taiqing realm. His strength is much stronger than in the original work.

Although Mr. Ghost and Azure Dragon are here to destroy the Immortal Execution Sword, they will inevitably clash with Ten Thousand Swords.

However, with Wan Jian's strength at half the Taiqing level, dealing with the two should be feasible.

Moreover, with me here, there's no chance of anything going wrong.

Wan Jianyi took another sip of strong liquor and suddenly said:
"Eleven years ago you betrayed Qingyun Sect, and now you've returned to see me. Just as I expected, Qingyun Sect still holds a place in your heart."

Zhang Xiaofan smiled and said:

"You know me, Lao Wan. Qingyun Sect is my home, how could I abandon it? It's just that, in order to become stronger, I have to leave temporarily..."

"Moreover, I foresaw that Qingyun would face a great calamity, so this was necessary to prevent tragedy from occurring..."

"Get stronger? Let me see just how strong you are now, kid." With that, Wan Jianyi placed his hand on Zhang Xiaofan's wrist, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed his strength...

Suddenly, Wan Jian opened his eyes, his gaze filled with shock, and exclaimed in surprise:
"You brat, you actually..."

(End of this chapter)