Mortal: Fifteenth Realm Sword Cultivator

Such words would be difficult for others to utter, and they would have to weigh them carefully and hesitate for a long time.

Especially considering he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, it was remarkable that he could lower himself and plead so humbly.

Fortunately, Zhuang Huayi is a sword cultivator, and she is known for her decisive and swift actions.

Aside from the schemes and tactics she used to protect herself, she has always been straightforward and direct, with an almost natural frankness.

Lu Jianghe said calmly, "You are a Nascent Soul cultivator and the last master of White Wall Mountain. What difference does it make where you go? Even if you join the Star Palace, it's much better than being a slave to someone."

Now that the words have been spoken, Zhuang Huayi felt a tightening in her heart.

If the other party doesn't agree, wouldn't I have lost face for nothing?

She gritted her teeth and said directly, "Actually... I want to learn swordsmanship from Mr. Lu!"

Zhuang Huayi raised her head, her gaze intense, filled with a resolute determination.

"I am familiar with many sword techniques and secret methods in the Chaotic Star Sea, but none can surpass them in terms of subtlety and mystery. Your realm, where there are no complicated supernatural powers but only pure sword energy, is truly awe-inspiring."

Aside from the true essence of swordsmanship, what cultivators pursue is nothing more than the great freedom that is as long-lived as heaven and earth.

To be honest, Zhuang Huayi, with her aloof and detached nature, was never willing to become the peak master of Baibi Mountain.

It was simply a matter of being forced to do it against my will.

The lineage of the White Cliff Mountain sect has now been severed. Although it is inevitably saddening, there is also an indescribable sense of freedom, as if a heavy burden has been lifted.

Furthermore, she possesses the core of Baibi Mountain's heritage, with all its classic texts and secret techniques within her. Wherever she is, Baibi Mountain will always be there.

Previously, Zhuang Huayi disliked being entangled in worldly affairs, and when she took Qi Yu in, it was only to continue the lineage.

Now that the shackles are gone, deep down I feel a sense of returning to freedom and lightness.

As for seeking refuge with the Star Palace to escape the Six Paths Demon,

Wouldn't that be tying one's own mind and nature?

Especially now that the main road is right in front of us.

Face is no big deal.

Lu Jianghe asked, "So the price you paid was to serve me?"

Zhuang Huayi couldn't help but feel a small complaint rising in her heart.

You've already made yourself perfectly clear, why are you still fixated on this?

All I did was scheme against you.

As a Nascent Soul female cultivator, I consider myself to be exceptionally beautiful. Besides, I'm just putting on a show, and you haven't actually shown your face.

Is it really necessary to be so relentless?

However, thinking of this, her face flushed slightly.

It was alright the first time it was mentioned, but being called out on the second time for "serving someone to their left and right" is definitely a hurdle to overcome.

However, we've already come this far.

There's absolutely no point in retreating any further.

Zhuang Huayi nodded vigorously.

Lu Jianghe said, "Let's make a deal. If you think you can agree to it, I will allow you to follow me."

Zhuang Huayi's heart tightened, and she immediately suppressed all distracting thoughts, straightened her back, and an unprecedented solemnity appeared on her usually cool face: "Mr. Lu, please speak."

"One protector of the Way, for three hundred years."

Lu Jianghe's words were concise and to the point.

"Of course, there is a premise: if you yourself cannot even protect your own life, then you can give up your responsibility to protect the Dao, and there is no need to force it. There is no need to rush to answer. Think carefully. Three hundred years is nearly 30% of the lifespan of a Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stage. It is not a trivial matter."

The "one person" he mentioned naturally referred to Xin Ruyin, who was far away in Tianxing City.

Lu Jianghe had already made up his mind.

Three hundred years is enough time for Xin Ruyin to break through to the Nascent Soul stage based on her own talent.

This deadline was the end point he set for this cause and effect.

"Give me spring water, and I will repay you with precious jade."

Whether Xin Ruyin succeeds or not, her act of repairing the ancient teleportation array and arriving at the Chaotic Star Sea can be considered as a mutual exchange of favors, and all that is done is done.

Admittedly, such an effort to protect a female cultivator for a hundred years may seem too "lowly" to some people, or even inconsistent with the image of a decisive sword cultivator, appearing indecisive and meaningless.

But for Lu Jianghe, nothing in the world is as important as his own Dao.

By merging with the entire human realm, and taking this opportunity to touch the plane, the entire human realm will eventually be "brought" away from its existing dimension, achieving a kind of "world-wide ascension".

Harmony with the Dao and favorable location is one of the paths he plans for the future. It may seem to deviate from the pure killing power pursued by sword cultivators, but for him, any path that can help him ascend to the Great Dao is worth exploring.

After all, who dares to claim complete safety?

Therefore, whether it's Yan Ruyan or Zhuang Huayi's request for protection for three hundred years, the essence is the same: to achieve their own supreme Dao.

I thought that since the Nascent Soul cultivators in this realm had already reached the pinnacle of the human realm, the other party would at least hesitate for a moment.

To everyone's surprise, Zhuang Huayi answered without hesitation, "I agree."

Lu Jianghe's expression shifted slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

However, he quickly concealed this unusual color, as if it had never existed, leaving only the usual calm.

"it is good."

After saying that, he didn't look at Zhuang Huayi again and activated the teleportation array.

The array patterns beneath their feet instantly lit up, and intricate runes lit up one after another. Soft light rippled out from the array plate like water, quickly engulfing the two figures.

When I regained my senses of the surroundings, a thick, stagnant smell of dust instantly filled my nostrils, and the air felt so stuffy it was suffocating.

Zhuang Huayi has always been fond of cleanliness, and the filthy environment made her furrow her brows slightly, a hint of barely perceptible disgust flashing across her cool and aloof face.

Without any hand gestures or incantations, a soft yet powerful halo of light suddenly shone from her palm, instantly illuminating the cramped, dark space.

As the light reached, the scene became increasingly clear. They found themselves inside the interior of a small, completely hollowed-out mountain.

The space was about three zhang square, and it was clear that only the initial excavation had been completed. The surrounding area consisted of rough and primitive rock surfaces.

In the distance, a narrow passageway is the only way out.

The teleportation array itself was completely covered by more than half a foot of dust, with cobwebs everywhere, as if it had been forgotten at the end of time.

As the two individuals' auras stabilized completely, the teleportation light dissipated entirely.

Zhuang Huayi, acting as a maid, lightly raised her hand, and a gentle breeze arose out of thin air, swirling around Lu Jianghe and brushing away non-existent dust from his body.

Then, she swung her arm toward the deep passage.

In an instant, the gentle breeze suddenly turned into a powerful gust of wind, carrying away all the dust, musty smell, and impurities that filled the cave.

It rushed all the way to the end of the passage, washing away the rubble and mud that had been blocked at the entrance.

A muffled booming sound faintly came from the depths of the passage.

The salty sea breeze from the Chaotic Star Sea rushed in, instantly dispelling the millennia-old decay accumulated inside the cave.

Lu Jianghe did not transform into a streak of light; instead, he simply stepped forward and walked out along the narrow passageway.

Zhuang Huayi silently followed behind him for about ten feet, keeping pace with him.

Finally, just as she was about to step out of the cave and feel the sunlight from the outside world, she couldn't help but speak softly.

"Mr. Lu seems to be... not well-known in the Chaotic Star Sea?"

The implication couldn't be clearer.

With such extraordinary cultivation, even the Six Paths Old Demon couldn't do anything to him, so why had he never been heard of in the Chaotic Star Sea before?

That's really illogical.

Lu Jianghe did not stop walking; his figure was already bathed in the slightly dazzling sunlight outside the cave.

His gaze casually swept over the unfamiliar coastline and rolling hills before him.

"Hmm. I prefer to focus on practicing swordsmanship and don't really enjoy fighting with anyone."

Zhuang Huayi: "..."

This is the great swordsman of the Great Wall of Swords.

Whether in the South or in the Chaotic Star Sea, in any one-on-one battle, he never felt that the word "peak" was appropriate.

Even now.

That battle for the thirteenth.

And the last siege of the Wildlands.

The sight of countless sword cultivators drawing their swords simultaneously was magnificent.

Every time he thinks of it, it stirs up ripples in his heart.

Zhuang Huayi was wondering how to start a conversation.

Just then.

In the distance, about several miles away, a sudden surge of spiritual energy and the roar of magic could be heard.

Judging from their imposing presence, it was clearly a battle between several Foundation Establishment stage juniors.

"Damn you vile wench! How dare you plot against me? I will skin you alive, tear your bones from your bodies, and refine your souls into the Soul Lamp, tormenting you day and night, never to be free!"

A fierce shout filled with shock, anger, and resentment pierced the air and could be clearly heard with divine sense.

Immediately afterward, a slightly hurried female voice rang out: "Senior sister, we must run! He's been poisoned and won't last much longer! Now's the time to leave!"

Another voice, however, carried a mix of determination and worry: "Junior Sister! If we let him leave, how could the Qingyang Sect possibly let this go? Our lives will be filled with endless turmoil. We cannot let him live!"

"Run? None of you are getting away!"

A young man dressed in a white robe, with his chest and belly exposed, stumbled and fell off the palanquin. Wisps of black smoke emanated from his face, and he continued to spit out blood.

Even so, he still forcibly pulled something out of the storage bag at his waist.

A bluish-green thunderbolt!

Lightning flickered on the surface of the thunderball, with tiny bluish-white lightning threads darting and flashing wildly inside, emanating a chilling and dangerous aura.

"Ah! Azure Fire Thunder?!"

One of the women, who was quite beautiful, turned deathly pale instantly.

"That's the Azure Flame Thunder, a secret technique of the Azure Sun Demon! Its power is comparable to a casual strike from a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

The young man's face revealed a ferocious and crazed smile, his eyes filled with resentment and malice.

"You vile wench! You poisoned me! Taste this Azure Fire Thunder! I'll make sure you're all reduced to dust!"

The woman in pink turned deathly pale and shoved the woman in green beside her backward. "Junior sister, run! I'll hold him off!"

The woman in green stumbled as she was pushed, her breasts trembling slightly, her bright, foxy eyes filled with anxiety.

"If we're going to leave, we'll leave together. How could I abandon you!"

Both women were exceptionally beautiful.

Especially the woman in green.

She had a slender figure, and her fair skin was accentuated by her blue dress.

Although she was in a dangerous situation and her expression was tearful, it did not diminish her breathtaking beauty in the slightest.

What truly captivates the heart are her captivating peach blossom eyes.

The corners of her eyes are slightly upturned, giving them a captivating curve.

Her eyes, shimmering like spring water, captivated hearts effortlessly.

Even a fox spirit, naturally skilled in seduction, would feel ashamed in comparison.

Because she herself is the best embodiment of the word "vixen".