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

Chapter 378 Wan Jianyi VS Zhang Xiaofan

"Cough cough!"

Zhang Xiaofan suddenly coughed twice, looked Shuiyue Zhenren up and down, and praised:

"It's absolutely gorgeous, like a perfectly ripe peach, so tender and juicy..."

It's not juicy at all, considering how enormous and evil it is!

Hearing Zhang Xiaofan's praise, Master Shuiyue was delighted, but thinking that she was about to meet Wan Jianyi, she touched her cheek and realized that she was no longer as youthful as she used to be.

So he looked at Zhang Xiaofan and asked again:

Do you think I'm old?

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said:
"You're not old at all, you look no more than thirty. You have the charm of a young married woman. Although you're not a young married woman, you're incredibly attractive."

Looking at the anxious Shuiyue Zhenren, Zhang Xiaofan thought to himself that women are women, no matter if they are teenagers or hundreds of years old, they are all the same in front of the person they love...

"Really? Am I that charming?" Master Shuiyue touched his cheek, completely forgetting that he had just wanted to kill Zhang Xiaofan.

Although she didn't really want to kill Zhang Xiaofan, she just wanted to teach him a lesson and show off her power.

Seeing that Master Shuiyue dared not enter the courtyard and kept asking questions, Zhang Xiaofan said:

"Whether you come in or not, I'm going in anyway."

After saying that, Zhang Xiaofan ignored Shuiyue Zhenren's thoughts and walked directly into the courtyard, heading towards the Ancestral Hall.

Seeing this, Master Shuiyue quickly followed, falling a step behind Zhang Xiaofan, like a young woman who had not yet left her home.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. After not seeing each other for three hundred years, it's no wonder you're nervous and anxious about seeing the person you've missed for three hundred years.

Soon, the two arrived at the ancestral hall.

Wan Jian had sensed their arrival long ago, but he still kept his eyes closed and meditated.

Because he sensed that the other person's aura was very familiar, and the familiarity was somewhat troublesome.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Wan Jianyi with his eyes closed, said nothing, and walked to a corner to the side, quietly observing him.

Shuiyue Zhenren stood in the middle of the ancestral hall, looking at the man in front of her, her beautiful eyes trembling...

The man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. Although he looked middle-aged, he was still exceptionally handsome. It was as if, in middle age, his temperament had become more mellow and unique, like strong liquor.

However, Master Shuiyue was somewhat surprised that Wan Jianyi's left arm was completely unharmed.

It should be noted that three hundred years ago, during the journey to the Wilderness, Wan Jianyi's arm was severed by You Ji in the Wilderness Temple.

If it weren't for the fact that the person before him looked exactly like Wan Jianyi, and that unique, sword-like aura emanating from him, Master Shuiyue would never have believed that this was the person she had longed for for three hundred years.

Shuiyue Zhenren looked at the alive Wan Jianyi with excitement and boundless joy on his face.

After observing for a while and seeing that Wan Jianyi still hadn't opened his eyes, he broke the silence first and said:
"Senior Brother Wan!"

Although Wan Jianyi did not open his eyes to see the person in front of him, and although about 310 years had passed, he was certain that the person in front of him was Shuiyue Zhenren based solely on the aura and the familiar yet more mature voice.

Wan Jian didn't want to get too involved, but since Shui Yue had spoken first, he couldn't very well not reply; otherwise, it would be against the proper relationship between fellow disciples.

Then, Wan Jianyi slowly opened his eyes, his sharp gaze falling on Shuiyue Zhenren, and said:

"Junior Sister Shuiyue is here! It's been a long time!"

After saying that, he turned around and glared fiercely at Zhang Xiaofan.

If it weren't for Shuiyue watching over him, he would have drawn his sword and stabbed Zhang Xiaofan a few times. Shuiyue Zhenren looked at Wan Jianyi, his usually stern face instantly breaking into a smile, and said:
"Yes, it's been three hundred years. I thought you were dead, but I didn't expect you to still be alive. I'm so happy."

Upon hearing this, Wan Jianyi remained silent, simply gazing at Shuiyue Zhenren.

After looking her up and down, he thought to himself that his junior sister was even more charming than before, voluptuous and alluring, captivating with every glance and smile.

However, no matter how charming Ren Shuiyue was, he remained unmoved because he had always loved Su Ru.

If Zhang Xiaofan knew what Wan Jianyi was thinking at this moment, he would definitely shout: "Cao Cao, you traitor!"

Seeing that Wan Jianyi was only looking at him without answering, Master Shuiyue thought about how the Beast God would attack the mountain tomorrow, and his life or death was uncertain.

After waiting another three hundred years, Shuiyue, who was decisive by nature, took a deep breath and exhaled. The enormous evil trembled, and she immediately mustered her courage and said:
“Senior Brother Wan, I have missed you day and night for the past three hundred years since I learned of your death. If it weren’t for the heavy responsibilities I bear as the head of Xiaozhu Peak, I would not have survived long ago.”

"I am very happy to see you again. Tomorrow the Beast God will attack the mountain, and our fate is uncertain. If I don't tell you now, I'm afraid I won't have the chance again."

Brother Wan, I want to tell you, I have always loved you deeply!

"Sigh!" Wan Jianyi looked at the deeply affectionate Shuiyue Zhenren and sighed deeply, saying:

"Junior sister, why are you doing this to yourself..."

"I am already dead, so just consider me dead."

Upon hearing this, Master Shuiyue immediately understood the meaning behind Wan Jianyi's words, but considering the uncertainty of tomorrow's fate, he quickly pressed for an answer:
"Senior Brother Wan, I want to ask you a question: in these three hundred years, have you ever had me in your heart?"

After saying that, she stared at Wan Jianyi with her almond-shaped eyes full of expectation.

Wan Jianyi sensed the incredibly expectant look in Shuiyue Zhenren's eyes. He knew that what he was about to say would hurt Shuiyue, but he still spoke the truth:
"I never loved you; I only ever thought of you as my junior sister."

Shuiyue Zhenren felt a sudden tightness in her chest, an overwhelming sense of panic, as if a giant hand were tightly gripping her heart, squeezing and pulling it with all its might, causing her unbearable pain.

She wanted to cry, but she wouldn't allow herself to cry in front of Senior Brother Wan. Because if she did, Senior Brother Wan would feel guilty.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!
The pain is so intense, I feel like I'm suffocating!

Master Shuiyue took a deep breath and asked again:
"Senior Brother Wan, who was the person you loved during these three hundred years?"

Wan Jianyi slowly said:

"She has always been Junior Sister Su Ru, that has never changed!"

"Thief Cao!"

Suddenly, a shout rang out, like a thunderclap in the quiet ancestral hall!
Wan Jianyi frowned. He was already in a lot of trouble, but hearing Zhang Xiaofan call him "Cao traitor" made his head spin even more.

So he glared fiercely at Zhang Xiaofan and shouted:

"You brat, not only did you cause me trouble, but you also called me Cao the traitor! Today I'll teach you a lesson!"

Having said that, he put his two fingers together, used all his magic power, and pointed at Zhang Xiaofan.

Between his two fingers, a cyan sword aura formed and shot straight toward Zhang Xiaofan.

This sword strike was ostensibly meant to teach Zhang Xiaofan a lesson, but in reality, it was intended to test Zhang Xiaofan's achievements over the past twelve years since he left the mountain.

Zhang Xiaofan raised an eyebrow as he looked at the imposing azure sword aura and said:
"Holy crap, Lao Wan, you're serious? You want to kill your hard-won disciple!"

As Zhang Xiaofan spoke, he also pointed two fingers together at the cyan sword energy.

The next moment, another cyan sword aura formed and shot straight at the incoming cyan sword aura.

(End of this chapter)