After Jian Wushuang finished his meditation, he opened his eyes and saw Qin Yuan, slightly taken aback. "You're also meditating?" Qin Yuan said, "I don't use a sword." Jian Wushuang said, "The principles of swords and sabers are the same. You don't understand because your mind is not at peace." Qin Yuan was silent for a moment, then closed his eyes again to sense. It wasn't that his mind was not at peace; it was that his mind was too impatient. Impatient to become stronger, impatient to protect people, impatient to kill enemies. The killing intent on the sword tablet wasn't impatient; it was a single, decisive strike, regardless of life or death. Qin Yuan suddenly understood. It wasn't that his sword was too hasty; it was that he was afraid of running out of time. Afraid of not having enough time to become stronger, to protect, to kill. He let go of this thought, and new patterns appeared on the bone blade.

The forty-fifth strike. Qin Yuan opened his eyes. Jian Wushuang looked at him with a complex expression. "What have you realized?" Qin Yuan said, "A single slash, regardless of life or death. Is this your swordsmanship?" Jian Wushuang nodded. "It is also your saber style." Qin Yuan stood up, and five more lines appeared on his bone blade.

Six people remained in the secret realm: Qin Yuan, Bing Ji, Jian Wushuang, the Demon Prince, and two other prodigies. The Demon Prince, along with the two prodigies, ambushed Qin Yuan. Suddenly, the three emerged from the ruins. Qin Yuan and Bing Ji were surrounded, while Jian Wushuang watched from a distance. Qin Yuan fought and retreated, while Bing Ji froze one of the prodigies, rendering him immobile. Qin Yuan killed another, his bone blade piercing his heart. Only the Demon Prince remained. The Demon Prince fought desperately, burning his life essence to unleash "Demon Devouring Heaven and Earth," temporarily boosting his cultivation to the seventh level of the Void Sovereign. His figure swelled, his demonic energy as black as ink, and he slammed down with a punch. Qin Yuan raised his blade to block, but was sent flying, crashing to the ground, spitting blood, his bone blade falling from his hand.

Jian Wushuang suddenly made her move. She had been observing from a distance, not intervening to help either side; she was waiting. Waiting for the Demon Prince to show an opening. Jian Wushuang unleashed a sword strike, the sword energy piercing through the Demon Prince's chest and severing his right arm. The Demon Prince screamed, blood gushing out. Qin Yuan scrambled to his feet, picked up the bone blade, and plunged it into the Demon Prince's chest. The Demon Prince's eyes widened, blood gushing from his mouth. "You…" Qin Yuan pulled out the bone blade, the Demon Prince collapsed, the token surfaced, and Qin Yuan took it. Jian Wushuang sheathed her sword and said, "I'm not helping you, I just don't want him to win." Qin Yuan looked at her. "You are helping me." Jian Wushuang neither denied nor admitted it.

Only three remained in the secret realm: Qin Yuan, Bing Ji, and Jian Wushuang. They stood at the core of the realm, observing each other. Bing Ji said, "As agreed, we'll eliminate her together first, then duel." Qin Yuan nodded. Jian Wushuang sneered. "Two of you against one of me, are you afraid of me?" Qin Yuan said, "It's not fear, it's strategy." Jian Wushuang drew his sword. Sword energy soared into the sky, the sword marks on the sword monument resonated, buzzing loudly. Bing Ji unleashed "Frozen Thousand Miles," a chilling aura sweeping across the land, freezing the ground. Qin Yuan's bone blade slashed out, sixty patterns lighting up. Jian Wushuang, fighting two against one, surprisingly held her own. Her swordsmanship was fierce, each strike carrying killing intent. Qin Yuan suffered three wounds, and Bing Ji's ice armor was shattered. However, Jian Wushuang was also cut on the left arm by Qin Yuan's bone blade, and her right leg was frozen by Bing Ji's chilling aura. The three fought fiercely, the core of the secret realm trembled, the ground cracked, and a beam of white light shot out from the fissure. The remnant soul of the Chaos Heavenly Lord appeared.

The white-haired old man, his figure ethereal yet his aura unfathomable, surveyed the three and said, "All three of you are qualified to receive the inheritance, but only one can inherit the complete legacy. You decide who will inherit it." Jian Wushuang said, "Let's fight, and the winner will receive the inheritance." Bing Ji agreed. Qin Yuan said, "Then let's fight." Just as the three were about to attack, the remnant soul of the Heavenly Monarch raised his hand, and an invisible force separated them.

"I said you have to decide, not that you have to fight to the death," said the remnant soul of the Heavenly Monarch. "I don't have much time left, so let me finish. Inheritance is not power, it is the Way. My Way is for whomever it suits, and that's who I will give it to." Jian Wushuang said, "My sword Way is my Way." Bing Ji said, "The Way of Heaven is ruthless." Qin Yuan said, "Protection and slaughter." The remnant soul of the Heavenly Monarch was silent for a moment, letting them each tell their own Way.

Jian Wushuang spoke first: "I've practiced swordsmanship since childhood. I have nothing but my sword. The sword is my life, my path, my everything. I live to perfect the way of the sword." Bingji said: "Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs. Heaven is heartless, and so are people. Only ruthlessness can bring justice, and only justice can endure." Qin Yuan said: "I have killed many people, and I have saved many people. I killed to protect, and protecting requires killing. My path is not about good or evil, but about living, and letting those around me live."

The remnant soul of the Heavenly Monarch remained silent for a long time. His figure grew fainter and fainter; time was running out. He said, "Jian Wushuang's swordsmanship is pure, but too narrow; Bingji's Heavenly Dao is ruthless, but too cold; Qin Yuan's Dao is flesh and blood, full of contradictions and struggles. It is the closest to my Dao." He passed on his complete inheritance to Qin Yuan, and a golden light entered Qin Yuan's brow. Qin Yuan felt countless pieces of information flooding into his mind—combat experience, cultivation insights, fragments of laws. Jian Wushuang and Bingji received portions of the inheritance, and the golden light merged into their bodies respectively. Jian Wushuang was unconvinced but could not refute it. She said to Qin Yuan, "Next time we meet, I will surpass you." Qin Yuan said, "I'll be waiting." Bingji said, "Do you remember the agreement to share a portion of the inheritance with me?" Qin Yuan shared some of his inheritance insights with her, and Bingji closed her eyes to digest them. The remnant soul of the Heavenly Monarch dissipated, the secret realm began to collapse, the sky shattered, and the earth caved in. The three of them fled the secret realm.

Qin Yuan secluded himself at the exit of the secret realm, refining the Heavenly Monarch's inheritance. Yueyao and Hongyue protected him for three days and three nights without food or drink. Qin Yuan sat cross-legged, a bone blade resting on his knees, golden patterns increasing one by one. Forty-eighth, forty-ninth, fiftieth. His cultivation broke through to the first level of the Void Sovereign, his aura surging, shattering rocks within a hundred feet radius. Jian Wushuang also broke through to the peak of the seventh level of the Void Sovereign, and Bingji also broke through to the seventh level of the Void Sovereign. When Qin Yuan emerged from seclusion, Hongyue said, "You've become stronger." Qin Yuan said, "Not enough." Yueyao said, "All the forces in the Chaos Ancestral Domain are watching you; you're already a celebrity." Qin Yuan said, "Being a celebrity isn't a good thing."

The Celestial Mystery Elder personally came to congratulate Qin Yuan and invited him to serve as a guest elder of the Celestial Mystery Pavilion. Qin Yuan accepted. Before leaving, Jian Wushuang found Qin Yuan and invited him to visit the Sword Domain. "The Sword Domain has ancient sword steles, which may inspire your swordsmanship," Jian Wushuang said. Qin Yuan replied, "I'm not interested in swords." Jian Wushuang said, "Swords and sabers are interconnected; you'll understand when you see it." Bing Ji said, "The Sword Domain is one of the most dangerous places in the Chaos Ancestral Domain. Aren't you afraid of dying?" Qin Yuan said, "If I were afraid of dying, I wouldn't cultivate." Qin Yuan decided to go to the Sword Domain. Hong Yue and Yue Yao accompanied him. Bing Ji returned to the Celestial Mystery Pavilion to report.

Upon receiving the news, Su Yao sent a message from the Chaotic Heaven Domain: "You took two women out again?" Qin Yuan replied: "They are assistants." Su Yao replied: "I don't believe you." Qin Yuan did not reply.

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