Published: February 24, 2025
Zhuge Yu looked at Nangong Yuqin and said, “Qinger, you don't have to worry about that. The world of cultivation is about strength and opportunity. If you have the chance to challenge him now, you should take it.
You are the saintess of our divine soul celestial palace, and it is only natural for you to demonstrate your strength and skills.”
Nangong Yuqin hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly. She understood her master’s intentions and the significance of the upcoming battles.
“Very well, Master. I will challenge him now,” she said, determination shining in her eyes.
With that, she stepped forward, her aura radiating confidence. The atmosphere grew tense as everyone around them focused on the impending duel.
Tan Yun, still covered in blood, looked up at her. Despite his injuries, he maintained a calm demeanor. “You don’t have to hold back, Nangong Yuqin. I will give it my all as well.”
The crowd watched in anticipation as the two prepared for their duel, the tension palpable in the air.
“Yes, Master…” Before Nangong Yuqin could finish, Tan Yun firmly stated, “If we fight, let’s do it now. Why wait for three months?”
Nangong Yuqin suddenly turned around, her beautiful eyes revealing an unhidden killing intent. “Not only did you insult my master just now, but you also slandered the reputation of our divine soul celestial palace. Regardless of whether it is today or three months later, your outcome will only be death.”
“Spare your life for now, this saintess simply doesn’t want to leave behind a name of victory without merit after killing you.”
“Spare my life?” Tan Yun’s starry eyes were filled with a sense of killing intent. “Alright, I’ll wait for you to come and kill me in three months!”
The bond they once had was now forgotten by Tan Yun.
Similarly, Nangong Yuqin looked at Tan Yun with a cold, murderous gaze, as if telling the world that during these four years, she too had her memories wiped away!
Once full of joy and love,
At their wedding ceremony, just as they were about to pay respects to heaven and earth, Nangong Yuqin was taken away.
Years later, their reunion would be marked by a life-and-death battle…
At this time, the elder supreme of the inner sect's formation lineage, approached Dantai Xuanzhong and clasped his fists, saying, “Sect Leader Dantai, please follow me with your disciples. I will arrange accommodations for you.”
“Mm.” Dantai Xuanzhong nodded and boarded the spirit vessel first. After instructing the eight chiefs and the other disciples to board, he maneuvered the spirit vessel, following the elder supreme of the formation lineage, and flew away from the Eternal Immortal Peak.
The spirit vessel carried everyone through the picturesque Eternal Secret Realm. Murong Shishi occasionally glanced at the bloodied Tan Yun, her heart filled with confusion as she mused, “Just now, during his duel with Ru Yan Chen, the flying sword he stepped on must be the Wind Attribute Supreme-Grade Spirit Artifact Flying Sword that I once forged.”
“Ruo Xi once said that this sword, along with ten other attribute flying swords, was bought by a disciple wearing ragged clothes and a mud-covered face.”
“Later on, Ruo Xi tracked the buyer to Danmai Mountain Gate using the lingering scent left at the Ten Thousand Treasures Spiritual Pavilion with the help of a soul sniffing beast!”
“Could it be that… the person who bought the sword back then was Tan Yun? But how could that be possible!”
“According to Ruo Xi’s recollection, the buyer’s appearance was indeed similar to Tan Yun’s, and there was a black mole on his neck…”
As Murong Shishi pondered this, she noticed that Tan Yun's neck was a bloody mess, making it impossible to see if there was a black mole. She decided to observe Tan Yun’s neck once he recovered from his injuries…
At the Eternal Immortal Peak.
“Yuqin, you must kill Tan Yun in three months!” Zhuge Yu declared emphatically, “The honor of our divine soul celestial palace cannot be desecrated!”