Supreme Sword Exalt

Feng Xi was slightly bewildered. “So... The one who caused her death... is me?”

The Flame Emperor shook his head. “Although reviving you is one of my clan’s missions, I didn’t plan on having her do this. She requested it herself. She was also fully aware of the consequences. In my life, I have only failed one person, and that is her.”

I loved only one person, and it was also her. He did not say this out loud.

“The Dragon Ancestor undergoes nine transformations, its physique indestructible. The Primordial Phoenix experiences nine deaths, its true spirit immortal.”

This was very similar to what Yun Ao had said that day.

Feng Xi smiled, relieved. “Forget it. I have no memory of the past at all. I am just Feng Xi, your daughter.”

Flame Emperor was somewhat gratified. Not just her appearance, even her temperament is very similar to yours.

“If you want to go out for a walk—”

A fierce light flashed briefly in Feng Xi’s eyes. “No. I will continue my secluded cultivation. Once I fully break through to the Saint realm, I will find him and avenge Seventh Brother!”

Before, due to the war, she couldn’t leave her post and could only entrust the matter to Gu Han. Now that the war had ended, she wanted to take revenge with her own hands.

***

For cultivators, several years passed in the blink of an eye. Before they realized it, nine years had already passed since Gu Han underwent his human tribulation.

This year, Feng Xi successfully broke through to the Saint realm. She subsequently left the Great Flame Empire to search for Yun Tu.

At the same time, on the Great Flame border, Ah Man heeded Gu Han’s entrustment and went to the Northern Domain for training. He was under Elder Cen’s protection. While restoring Chi Yao’s reputation, he also planned to regain control of the War God Hall.

The Life-Extension Fruit was about to ripen. At Mo Li’s invitation, Zuo Yang and Yu Miao headed to the Central Dao Palace together. Upon receiving the news, Yan Qianjue was so enraged that he almost picked a fight with the Luoheng Holy Master.

***

In the Central Continent, as usual, chaos erupted in the Fu estate. Amid flashing multicolored sword qi, Chongming once again chased and ruthlessly beat Fatty up.

The rooster was crashing out. “First you said a few months! Then you said three years! Then another three years! Then another! It’s been nine years, for fuck sake! Where is he?! Great Might King Seal!”

With a loud crash, Fatty slammed into the ground once again. Except for some bruising around his eyes, his condition was much better than back then. The biggest contributor was Chongming. Fatty’s Indestructible Golden Body improved at a terrifying pace from the brutal beatings he endured every few days..

“Master Rooster, don’t worry! How about waiting for another three—”

Chongming smacked his head into the ground as well. Thanks to Fatty’s honeyed words, the rooster had remained with the Fu family for nine years. During this time, Fatty had tricked him into acting as an enforcer, causing many troubles. In the Central Continent’s outer ring, Fu Yulin’s reputation had become even worse than that of Gu Han.

In the distance, Yan Qi sighed with emotion. “Only someone like him could withstand Master Rooster’s beatings. Anyone else would have collapsed long ago.”

Li Xun sighed lightly, somewhat melancholic.

Yan Qi was very understanding. “Do you also miss your hometown? To be honest, I also miss Ah Man a bit.”

Hearing the words ‘hometown’, Li Xun almost cried. Nine years! Nine years have passed! That old fool Murong has probably already broken through the Transcendent realm. If I go back, I won’t be able to step on him even if I want to!

Suddenly, Chongming withdrew its wing and also sighed. “Could that kid really have died?”

Fatty climbed out of the ground, his face pale. “No way! Master Rooster, believe me! That bastard is tough. Everyone else could die, but he won’t!”

“How do you know?”

Fatty fell silent. His Dao Bell rang ten times. The Great Dao couldn’t even kill him, let alone a mere human tribulation?

Chongming’s eyes showed a trace of worry. “If he doesn’t come back soon, Little Yun really won’t be able to hold on much longer...”

***

In the forbidden zone, at the end of the illusory ancient path was a vortex-shaped portal, several zhang in diameter. Just like the ancient path, the portal was faint and indistinct, hovering between reality and illusion.

Luo Wushuang did not know how long he had been standing before the portal. A layer of immortal light enveloped him, steadily fusing into the portal. As if alive, the surrounding strange mist parted and dissipated on its own, not daring to touch the immortal light at all.

The immortal light gradually faded, while the portal became real. No one knew how long passed. With a slight tremor, the portal was finally complete. Without the immortal light, Luo Wushuang was much weaker than before, but his eyes shone brighter than ever.

He gazed up at the sky. “Why comply with heaven that has lost the Dao?”

He chuckled softly, as if facing the sky veil directly. “Father, an abandoned child can also overturn the chessboard.”

Luo Wushuang turned and disappeared into the portal. With his disappearance, the endless strange mist surged over again, gradually concealing that portal.

More time passed.

Gu Tian roared savagely, brimming with ruthless brutality. “Kill!”

Amid the churning strange mist, he landed near the portal, overflowing with demonic qi. Gu Tian stumbled and nearly lost his balance. Terrifying wounds covered him, blood dripping continuously. If not for the demonic qi surrounding him, he would have long since split apart.

Only about ten years had passed since he left the Great Flame Empire, but his aura was far stronger and more violent than before.

Just then, two inhumane roars sounded. His demonic qi surged on its own, transforming into two pitch-black demonic shadows. Except for the lack of rationality and humanity, they were exactly the same as him. As the roars faded, the two figures stared at each other, threatening to break away from Gu Tian.

Pain flashed in Gu Tian’s eyes as his demonic might surged. “You dare?!”

He grabbed the two demonic shadows, refusing to let go no matter how they roared and thrashed.

Then, he instinctively stepped into the portal while dragging the two demonic shadows. “Stay away... from him...”

***

In front of a thatched cottage in the Wangxiang Village, Gu Han wore a coarse cloth robe. His black sword gently fell, striking the log in front of him. The log split into five pieces, falling neatly to the side.

Gu Han picked up the firewood, walked to a corner, and stacked it neatly. Chopping wood, stacking wood. He kept repeating the same task with seriousness, without a hint of impatience.