I am an incredibly handsome man, and my fiancée refuses to call off the engagement even at the cost

After Gu Yan and Qing Xuanzi finished laughing, Gu Yan cupped her hands and said, "Thank you very much, Senior, for lifting the restriction on me. I am deeply grateful!"

"You said you were extremely grateful, so how do you plan to repay me?" Qing Xuanzi looked at Gu Yan with a smile.

Gu Yan: "..."

What does that mean? Could it be another one who's lusting after him?

"My cultivation is low, and although I would like to repay you, I'm afraid I can't do so now," Gu Yan said.

"I need a successor. Would you be willing to become my disciple?" Qing Xuanzi asked earnestly.

Gu Yan said, "Thank you for your kindness, senior, but I already have a master."

"Can't you have two masters?" Qing Xuanzi asked.

Gu Yan looked into his eyes and said, "No."

The gentle smile on Qing Xuanzi's face vanished, and a terrifying pressure suddenly descended. Under this pressure, the entire secret realm seemed as if it would collapse into pieces at any moment. Gu Yan was almost immediately forced to his knees, kneeling before Qing Xuanzi. His knees struck the ground, causing cracks to appear.

Gu Yan stared at the terrifying pressure, cold sweat pouring down her face, thinking to herself: "They can change their minds faster than turning the pages of a book."

"You dare to refuse me? Aren't you afraid of death?" Qing Xuanzi said coldly.

The oppressive force doubled in intensity, as if it would crush Gu Yan completely, turning his primordial spirit into fragments.

He struggled fiercely to keep himself from collapsing to the ground, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth. He gritted his teeth and raised his head, a movement that cracked his bones. Looking up at Qing Xuanzi, he resolutely spoke:

"I'm afraid of death, but... I only have one master, and I'd rather die than take anyone else as my master..."

After saying that, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The pressure on his body suddenly eased, and Gu Yan felt as if he were a drowning person regaining air and being able to breathe. A hand lifted him up, and at the same time, a gentle yet immense life force was injected into his body. A blue light spread throughout his body, like a baptism of flowing water, and his injuries were instantly healed.

Gu Yan looked at Qing Xuanzi in surprise.

"You're quite stubborn. Fine, if you don't want to worship, then don't!" Qing Xuanzi sighed.

He lowered his head slightly, and his blue eyes, which were very similar to Gu Yan's, seemed to hold many hidden emotions.

Gu Yan said, "Thank you for your understanding, senior!"

Qing Xuanzi glanced at Gu Yan, his gaze seemingly piercing through her entire being, and said:

"Taiwei Heart Sutra, Primordial Sword Technique, Azure Lotus Sword Technique, Heavenly Gang Fist, Demon Subduing Hand, Limitless Heavenly Demon Art, Nine Heavens Thunder Control Technique, Soaring Void Sword Technique, Qi Observation Technique, Kunlun Sword Technique, Ice Heart Technique, Heavenly Evolution Technique, Great Sun Golden Crow Technique, Heaven-Shaking Finger, Heaven-Splitting Hand, Carefree Heart Sutra, Thunderbolt Divine Fist, Azure Emperor Longevity Technique, Cloud-Turning and Rain-Overturning Hand, Dragon God Art, Kunpeng Treasure Technique, Thunder Emperor Technique, Void Fist..."

With each sentence Qing Xuanzi recited, Gu Yan's shock increased, and his pupils almost trembled.

Qing Xuanzi recited the techniques that Gu Yan had practiced.

"You've learned quite a variety of things." Qing Xuanzi sat down under the ancient tree. He looked at Gu Yan, who was still in shock, and sighed again, saying, "It's a pity that you haven't mastered any of them. You've only scratched the surface."

"S-Senior, you..."

Gu Yan's mouth was agape, and she didn't know what to say.

Who exactly is he? Just by scanning his body with his divine sense, he knew every single one of the martial arts techniques he had practiced, without the slightest error. He had a feeling that he had no secrets in front of this person, or rather, that he was completely unable to hide any secrets from him.

Gu Yan's forehead began to be covered in cold sweat again.

"You've cultivated for over five hundred years, surely you don't even have any special skills left?" Qing Xuanzi asked sharply.

Gu Yan: "..."

he……

Not really.

His ancestors left him with so many cultivation techniques, each one excellent, so he learned a little of one and a little of another. Because within the same cultivation level, he had virtually no rivals.

He had many magical treasures, and he could easily crush those who were one or two minor realms higher than him with them. He could even threaten experts who were much higher than him with his magical treasures, so he never seriously cultivated any particular cultivation technique.

His cultivation had always gone smoothly, and he had always been seen as a peerless genius by others. No one had ever questioned his abilities.

Faced with Qing Xuanzi's question, Gu Yan was speechless. He felt a little embarrassed and awkward, and even a sense of guilt welled up from nowhere, just like the guilt he felt when his master suddenly checked his homework when he was young and found that he had forgotten to do it.

Under Qing Xuanzi's sharp, knife-like gaze, Gu Yan tried to save face, saying, "Senior Qing, I'm only a little over five hundred years old. Those at my level have been cultivating for countless tens of thousands of years. I just didn't have time to cultivate, but in a few tens of thousands of years, I'll definitely have mastered it."

As he spoke, he regained his confidence. In his past and present lives, he was only a little over a thousand years old. Compared to others, he was still a baby. He hadn't yet developed his signature skills, which was understandable, right?

call out!

A flash of cold light appeared, and several sword energies grazed past Gu Yan. A few strands of Gu Yan's hair danced in the air, accompanied by a flurry of falling petals. He tensed up, cold sweat pouring down his face as he stared at Qing Xuanzi.

Qing Xuanzi stood in front of him, holding a Qingfeng sword.

Qing Xuanzi's sudden action startled Gu Yanxin.

"I have a bad habit of being a teacher. Even though you won't become my disciple, I can't help but want to give you some pointers and have some fun!" Qing Xuanzi held his sword horizontally in front of him. His eyes were fixed on his sword, which reflected his pair of green eyes. He looked up at Gu Yan and a gentle smile suddenly bloomed on his lips.

Gu Yan saw his smile and felt a chill run down her spine.

Beneath the ancient tree, a young man in white robes with blue eyes held a long sword, watching a white-robed boy a few steps away. The boy's expression was stiff, and as the man approached step by step, he felt an urge to flee.

"Come on, draw your sword!" Qing Xuanzi stopped three steps away from Gu Yan.

"Senior, isn't it a bit of a mood killer to start a fight here?" Gu Yan looked around, her smile forced.

I have a feeling that if things get physical, he'll be in real trouble.

He felt that Qing Xuanzi just wanted to beat him up.

A gentle breeze stirred Qing Xuanzi's robes, causing them to flutter. He was still smiling when suddenly the longsword in his hand erupted with countless sword energies, which rained down on Gu Yan like a dense storm. Startled, Gu Yan hastily dodged, his body crackling with electricity and surrounded by four-colored divine lightning, as he retreated rapidly.

As the sword energy swept across the secret realm, vegetation was cut down, wildflowers dazzled the eye, ancient trees fell, and mountain peaks cracked open, instantly creating a discordant area within the beautiful secret realm.

Gu Yan retreated to a rock, a bloody gash on his neck, his clothes soaked with cold sweat.

He almost got his head chopped off.

Qing Xuanzi traversed a thousand feet in a single step, approaching Gu Yan. He stroked the sword's blade with his fingers and smiled.

"I don't often spar with junior True Immortals, so I might not be able to control my strength. You'd better be prepared to fight to the death. If I accidentally kill you, I can only say I'm sorry."

Gu Yan: "..."

Is it okay if he wants to swear?