Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

The three of them together are both strong and cunning.

It was the Emperor's Divine Officer who intervened at the crucial moment, saving the life of the future Lord of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain.

At that time, the Heavenly Profound Beast, which was only at the eighth rank, couldn't understand it at first.

After all, cultivators usually wait until they reach the Nascent Soul stage before coming to Ten Thousand Swords Mountain to search for spiritual artifacts, as this increases their chances of success.

However, spiritual artifacts follow their owners. The earlier you acquire a spiritual artifact, the more helpful it will be for your cultivation process, and the more compatible the artifact will be with its owner.

It was only after this fight that he understood.

The people of Feng Hua Sect are all geniuses, monsters. And the unreasonable kind at that.

Yuan Heng took a deep breath, his expression turning serious. His voice carried through the flowing mist, tinged with solemnity: "Your junior nephew is currently undergoing the opportunity of the Divine Bow regenerating his spiritual veins. He is on the verge of life and death. If he is forcibly disturbed by the outside world and his divine senses clash, he will be annihilated, both in body and soul."

Fu Yao frowned slightly, and a flash of purple lightning appeared in her eyes.

The oppressive force of the purplish-black lightning intensified, causing the spiritual plants in the Abyss of Night Water to tremble and buzz in unison.

"Hey!" Yuan Heng glared angrily, "Stop using that oppressive aura!"

"I want to see him." Fu Yao's tone was uncompromising. "Otherwise, how will I know if you're telling the truth?"

"Go ahead and do it!" Yuan Heng cried out in despair, pointing at the Spring of Spirits. "Go down and see him! What kind of skill is it to bully the other creatures of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain!"

Fu Yao rolled up her sleeves and jumped down without saying a word.

With a splash, water sprayed everywhere.

Yuan Heng was stunned and stood there dumbfounded.

Did someone just jump down?

After an unknown amount of time, the water splashed again, and Fu Yao climbed out, soaking wet. She then used a magic spell to dry her clothes.

Yuan Heng was a little taken aback and subconsciously asked, "You've seen him before?"

"Okay," Fu Yao patted her sleeves, walked to the side, and pushed the Azure Water Lion aside to take the best spot to observe the bottom of the lake. "You go do what you need to do, I'll wait for him here."

Yuan Heng was shocked: "His repairs will take years, who knows how long you'll be staying here?"

This madman has been staying in the Abyss of Night Water. Is he still alive? Is he still able to live?

Fu Yao glanced at him sideways: "You damn turtle, you're trying to tell me what to do. I can stay as long as I want. Make my bed ready, and go find me two more magical artifacts and put them in front of me so I can choose."

Yuanheng: ?

He sneered, subtly raising his hand, his palm slowly gathering spiritual power: "Fu Yao, do you really think I, a dignified tenth-tier spirit beast, am helpless against a mere Tai Xu Realm cultivator like you? This is the Abyss of Night Water; I can easily do this without anyone noticing..."

Fu Yao yawned, crossed one leg and put it on the stone bench, looking exactly like a female hooligan.

"Whatever you want," she said. "Oh, right, I forgot to tell you."

Yuan Heng subconsciously asked, "Hmm?"

Fu Yao tilted her head and gave him an innocent smile: "My senior brother, who is also the head of the Feng Hua Sect, has just broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm."

Yuanheng: ?

Nascent Soul Realm?

A long silence followed.

"Feng Jilan has reached the Nascent Soul Realm!" Night Water Abyss roared in utter shock. "You're a son if you're lying to me!"

"I'd be a grandson to lie to you," Fu Yao sneered. "If you're not afraid of your Ten Thousand Swords Mountain being razed to the ground, then come and mess with me."

Yuanheng's hands trembled, whether from anger or fear, it was hard to tell.

"Did you hear what I said? Go get a few powerful spiritual artifacts, I want to choose." Fu Yao yawned.

Xiao Chunri hadn't had time to get the magical artifacts yet; she needed to take a few back with her.

"Fu Yao, don't push your luck!"

The person whose name was called had a nonchalant expression, was ruthless and didn't talk much, and raised his hand to draw his Xuanming Heavy Sword.

"boom--"

With a heavy thud, a greatsword larger than herself stood beside her, and she raised her hand to rest it against her slender forearm.

"You wasted a quarter of an hour," Fu Yao said expressionlessly, "I'll blow up your whole mountain."

……

Xie Weixing was cultivating at the bottom of the lake when he suddenly saw his junior uncle swim over and greet him, but because he was repairing his spiritual veins, he couldn't give any response.

He carefully considered his words and slowly spoke in his mind: "Commander, I'm usually too humane, aren't I?"

The system replied without any tone: "I can only say that we are evenly matched; there are no two people under the same roof."

Xie Weixing retorted: Compared to my junior uncle, I'm still much more gentle, aren't I?

System: Never knows how to find a good comparison.

Xie Weixing remained silent.

He was quiet for a moment, then said: "Hey, the old man has reached the Nascent Soul stage, did you just hear that? He's a true master. I really won't anger him next time. I wonder if he can hold on if he hears that I'm about to die. Old man Feng is still quite capable. I'm really touched."

The system replied coolly: I heard you, so what? Should I congratulate you? What does it have to do with you? If I were Feng Jilan, I would set off firecrackers and grant amnesty to the world, celebrating that one of the six scourges of the sect has finally been eliminated.

Xie Weixing replied seriously: How can it be okay? I really have to congratulate you. I've successfully transferred from a junior college to a bachelor's degree program.

The system was struck dumb: ...?

Xie Weixing analyzed it: "Look, I didn't break through, but the old man did. He's the only one in the five major sects to reach the Nascent Soul stage. Won't our Feng Hua Sect be even more assertive when we go out to bully men and women in the future?"

The system has had enough: Can't you think of something nice?!

Xie Weixing couldn't think of anything good, but the more he thought about it, the happier he felt.

Breaking through the turbulent waves, I felt a strange sense of joy, like I had only been admitted to a junior college, but before graduation, the school upgraded to a bachelor's degree program, and my degree also became a bachelor's degree.

Although I'm not a good student, my school is very good.

Similarly, we can obtain the following.

Although I'm not up to par, the old men in the sect are very promising.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the system assumed that everything was finally over and the world had returned to peace.

After less than five seconds of silence, Xie Weixing spoke again: "Don't you feel that divine bow...?"

The system, at its wit's end: What exactly do you want? To train your muscles? Your lip muscles? Can you be quiet? Your life has been saved, but your cultivation is still lacking. You'll suffer the consequences of rebuilding your spiritual veins later. What are you so happy about?

Xie Weixing was completely unfazed by the pressure: What was that divine bow called again?

……

The system is heartbroken: Imperial Commander.

Xie Weixing: Oh right, the Imperial Commander, that suits me perfectly. Even the name matches me so well. I feel like it might want to be my spirit weapon. Do you think I should ask it when I go out? What if it's shy? Just ask it, and then the shy rose will quietly bloom, right?

The system remained silent for a long time, then sneered: "A dream within a dream from which you cannot wake up."

Xie Weixing: Not at all. I feel you can start mourning now. I am simply its destined master.

The system no longer wants to deal with him.

[I support it. The name "Imperial Commander" is based on the birth of our Awakened Emperor.]

[Opening the mourning period]

[Your dad finally sat up and hit you.]

Xie Weixing rambled on for a long time, finally tired, and slowly closed his eyes, falling asleep in the Spring of Spirits.