Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Shen Beiluo's sword strike was his ultimate technique—the Heaven-Shattering Sword!

The sword energy tore through the air, its sword intent fierce and unparalleled, crashing headlong into the giant sword phantom that was descending from the sky!

Shen Beiluo, mid-air, recognized the newcomer and exclaimed in surprise, "Xie Mo...it was you?"

"It's me! Senior Shen, long time no see!"

The two swords clashed in the next instant!

"boom--!!!"

A terrifying shockwave exploded from the two of them, distorting space and time, and causing the Kunlun Mountains to tremble slightly.

Both were at the Sun-Radiant Profound Realm, so their sword strikes should have been evenly matched. However, one attacked from above, while the other attacked from below.

Xie Xiaoyi benefited from the advantageous terrain, and the Ancestral Dragon True Qi and Phoenix Blood Power within him resonated together—

Auspicious dragon and phoenix bring good fortune, a single sword quells the heavens!

When masters clash, victory or defeat can be decided in an instant.

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Shen Beiluo's tiger's mouth began to go numb, feeling Xie Xiaoyi's sword intent as overwhelming as mountains and seas, and roaring like dragons and phoenixes.

An irresistible force surged through the sword, causing his blood to boil and his body to fly backward involuntarily.

However, his martial arts skills had reached a state of perfection, and he had already adjusted his posture while in mid-air.

He touched a cracked rock behind him with his toes, his body suddenly stopped, and he slowly fell to the ground.

He remained composed, seemingly unharmed.

But only Shen Beiluo himself knew that after that attack, his internal energy had already been running wild and reversed.

He remained outwardly calm, but secretly he was frantically circulating his internal energy to regulate his breathing and straighten his body. In the end, he was at a disadvantage with that sword strike.

No wonder his senior brother Cui Juqing praised him highly, saying that he was unrivaled among his peers and would surely become a legend in the martial arts world in time. Today's sword strike was truly admirable.

The disciples of Kunlun were all deeply shocked—

"Just who is this powerful figure? His sword intent is so terrifying that even Uncle Shen was suppressed?"

"That's none other than Uncle Shen, whose sword can cleave the heavens! Yet he's at a disadvantage in a sword duel... Just who is this person?"

Li Yi'an's disciple, Luo Yidao, recognized the newcomer and his pupils dilated: "He is Xie Mo... Xie Xiaoyi?"

He was defeated by Xie Xiaoyi's sword strike—Xie Mo Kills the Donkey—when he was asked to demonstrate his sword skills at the World Society.

He had the victory in his grasp, but Xie Xiaoyi's sudden discovery of a sword technique led to his crushing defeat.

At that time, his cultivation level was still above Xie Xiaoyi's, so that defeat became the greatest humiliation of his life.

Even if Xie Xiaoyi were reduced to ashes, he would still recognize him!

Upon hearing the voice, Xue Xiaoqi looked over, instantly surprised and delighted: "Xie Mo... what brings you here..."

"Grandma Xiaoqi, long time no see!" Xie Xiaoyi landed quickly with a whoosh.

Upon landing, he didn't pause, gripped the Heaven-Opening Heavy Sword tightly, and thrust it straight at Li Yi'an.

This is a tactic of "besieging Wei to rescue Zhao". Li Yi'an originally held Xue Xiaoqi hostage, so if she wants to survive, she must first protect herself.

As expected, Li Yi'an abandoned Xue Xiaoqi and hurriedly swung his sword to block, and the two swords collided.

"clang--!"

A crisp sound reverberated throughout the arena. Li Yi'an felt that the opponent's sword intent was like a raging torrent, which he could not withstand at all.

He was jolted backward, his feet leaving two scorch marks on the ground, before he could barely regain his footing.

She stared intently at Xie Xiaoyi, her brows furrowed: "Sun-Radiant Profound Realm... You have such cultivation at such a young age?"

Xie Xiaoyi didn't even glance at her, sheathed his greatsword, and turned to walk towards Xue Xiaoqi, who was tied to the wooden post:

"Grandma Xiaoqi, why did you get yourself into such a mess?"

Before Xue Xiaoqi could reply, Xie Xiaoyi had already extended his right foot and unleashed a powerful Qilin Stomp!

"Bang—!" A violent gust of wind suddenly exploded outwards, centered on him and Xue Xiaoqi.

The Kunlun disciples who had surrounded them were so shocked that they retreated repeatedly, and there was no one else within several feet.

Xue Xiaoqi hadn't expected his casual step to have such power, and just stared at him in a daze:

"Xie Mo...you...you've come to save me?"

Xie Xiaoyi smiled, his eyes narrowing: "Otherwise, why would I have flown eight thousand miles on my sword to get here?"

"Xie Mo, be careful—"

Xue Xiaoqi exclaimed in surprise, and Luo Yidao took advantage of the moment when Xie Xiaoyi was talking to her to suddenly unleash a blade strike!

Xie Xiaoyi was nonchalant, his left hand pinching the ropes binding Xue Xiaoqi with two fingers, while his right hand swung behind his back—

"Bang!"

Luo Yidao's violent sword energy was shattered by his light palm strike, and the shockwave dissipated into nothingness.

Afang was secretly shocked. How could this person be so arrogant?

Senior Brother Luo has already reached the ninth-grade Vajra Saint Realm cultivation level. His sword intent is fierce, and even Master wouldn't dare to block it with his bare hands!

At this moment, Xie Xiaoyi gently snapped the heavy ropes binding Xue Xiaoqi with two fingers and picked her up.

Xue Xiaoqi's body went limp, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around Xie Xiaoyi's neck, pressing her cheek against his warm chest, her voice choked with the sobs of someone who had just escaped death:

"Xie Mo... It's been three years. I thought I'd never see you again."

Xie Xiaoyi sighed softly, "It's a long story. I'll tell Grandma Xiaoqi about it later!"

Having said that, he lightly touched the ground with his toes, leaped into the air, and flew straight out of the battle circle surrounded by Kunlun disciples.

They went back and forth as if they were in an empty place. Shen Beiluo and Li Yi'an sighed inwardly:

At the same age of twenty-something, Xie Xiaoyi was already a strongman in the Upper Five Realms, which was truly inferior to the younger generation of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

On the Demonic Sect's side, Yue Xiaoshen was overjoyed to see her daughter rescued, but upon closer inspection, she realized that the person was Xie Mo.

Previously, Li Yi'an had threatened her with her daughter's life, and she had been harboring a great deal of anger. Now that her daughter was safely rescued, she could finally vent her anger completely.

Without further ado, she waved her hand and shouted, "All followers, heed my command! Kill!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the disciples of the Demonic Sect, who could no longer contain themselves, roared and charged out, their swords clashing, their momentum fierce.

Li Yi'an's expression darkened: "Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, form ranks and prepare for battle!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Kunlun disciples stepped forward with their swords drawn, forming groups of sixteen and setting up star-shaped sword formations.

Sword energy soared to the sky, awaiting the arrival of the demonic sect members to fight.

Xie Xiaoyi, holding Xue Xiaoqi in his arms, lightly touched the air with his toes and leaped onto a towering black boulder in a few bounds.

After firmly establishing himself, he looked down at the battlefield below, where fierce fighting was taking place.

Xue Xiaoqi still had her arms wrapped around his neck, her cheeks slightly flushed, and her heart pounding.

How scared I was when I was tied to the wooden post, how safe I feel now as I lean against him.

"Xie Mo, what have you been doing these past few years?"

"I didn't go anywhere; I just lived a semi-secluded life on an island."

"I see! I heard before that you became Xie Lingyun's disciple, so I even went to Fuyu Mountain in the East Sea to look for you!"

Did she specifically seek me out?

Hearing this, Xie Xiaoyi felt a warmth in her heart: "Grandma Xiaoqi, what are your plans regarding the feud between the Demonic Sect and Kunlun?"

Xue Xiaoqi leaned closer to him, her face full of reluctance: "Actually, I don't want to see so many people die for no reason."

"Don't be upset. If you don't want them to fight, I can persuade them to stop."

"Can you persuade them to change their minds?"

"Give it a try!"