Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 258 Sprinkling Wine to Hear the Sword Cry

Zhu Wuyao sighed as well.

She previously thought that Qi Jianxian lived a glamorous life but died somewhat hastily.

I never expected that the Sword Immortal would be like this after I met him.

She saw none of his former domineering spirit, only the powerlessness and lethargy that came with the passing of half his life. Thinking about it this way, she found Silver Fox even more infuriating.

Why hide away?

Why can't we just stand up straight and let Qi Jianxian give him a sword strike, so that Qi Jianxian can successfully enter the Nascent Soul stage and everyone can leave happily?

He sacrificed himself, bringing joy to four or five others.

why not?

But she also knew that if you persist in something for eight hundred years, even if you understand that it is impossible, the obsession is still not so easy to let go of.

"Are you still capable of reaching the Nascent Soul stage?"

Zhu Wu asked a question that seemed out of place in the atmosphere, but was nonetheless crucial.

Qi Suowei shook his head as if it were perfectly natural, and explained:

"Don't underestimate the word 'spirit'. It may just be a state of mind, but when applied to an individual, it is actually a manifestation of being full of energy and self-satisfaction."

"Now my vital energy is almost depleted, and my spiritual energy is sluggish."

Even disregarding spirit, talent, and bloodlust, let's just talk about luck—

"Can someone who hasn't wielded a sword to kill enemies in eight hundred years still be worthy of the title of sword immortal?"

"Since I am no longer a sword immortal, how could the fortune that should belong to a sword immortal fall upon me?"

Zhu Wuyao frowned slightly.

But he didn't say anything.

She disliked fate, and the heavens never favored her.

But for Qi Suowei, who has been confined to the myriad forms of the demon race for eight hundred years, solely to prevent war in the cultivation world—

It's not that simply shouting "With a sword in hand, what do I have to fear from Heaven's will?" will give me the ability to defy fate; nor is it that knowing "Heaven's will is not on my side, but my destiny is to stand firm" will allow me to regain the spirit to dominate the world.

Moreover, even the silver fox, who had exhausted all his wisdom and ingenuity, was still lacking only a bit of luck.

The silver fox is not some demon who resigns itself to fate.

"Zhu Wumeng is your student. Do you remember when she appeared?"

"Or rather, when did the Zhu family appear?"

Qi Suowei distinguished the memories from different reincarnations and said:

"At the beginning of the cycle of reincarnation you entered, it was the time you chopped me with a kitchen knife."

……cough.

She's slain a sword immortal in her lifetime; that's enough for her to brag about.

Why do sentient beings revolve every three to five years?

Zhu Wuyao quickly changed the subject.

Qi Suowei had already figured out the pattern and said:

"Only during the initial period, up to three years and eight months, when I break through to the Nascent Soul Realm and attract the Heavenly Tribulation, can I accurately make the water of Feidu Lake flow."

It turned out to be the case.

Therefore, during the first reincarnation, Qi Suowei was slashed into reincarnation by her with a kitchen knife, and the cycle of life began anew.

Because of the conflict between Qi and the timing, both are indispensable.

In that case... a complete cycle must be followed to ensure absolute safety.

Zhu Wuyao nodded thoughtfully and said:

"Sword Immortal Qi, is it possible that you are Silver Fox in disguise?"

Qi Suowei, holding his wine glass, glanced at her. "I need to prove that I am who I am?"

"What do you want to say?"

Zhu Wuyao coughed and said:

"I didn't mean anything by it, I just heard that your swordsmanship is superb, the best in the world, and I would like to pay my respects to you up close."

"Oh, you want to steal my swordsmanship?"

"How can something about sword cultivators be considered theft? Besides, my sword is destroyed, and I don't have a sword at all now!"

"If there's no sword, then what is this?"

Qi Suowei smiled and raised her hand to pour the wine from the silver cup. The wine condensed and hung in the air, appearing like flowing silver under the moonlight.

The next instant, the liquor suddenly flowed and swirled.

What was meant to be a drink in a cup has turned into a cold, silvery gleam.

Qi Suowei lightly tapped his wine cup, and in an instant, countless sword lights appeared like shadows. He seemed to hear the clanging of swords as the blades met and darted about, like dragons spiraling upwards.

Her gaze fell upon the intertwined sword shadows, as if she were looking back at countless powerful enemies, all turned to dust, leaving only the sword mounds to commemorate the glorious years.

A cup of cloudy wine tells all the stories of the past.

This is a spectacular sight created by several cultivators from the Qingyun Sect setting up an array in advance during the Immortal Cultivation Conference.

But here at Qi Suowei's place—he poured wine and listened to the sword's cry.

Perhaps drawn by the sword energy, a faint black phantom of a broken sword appeared before Zhu Wuyao. Her pupils contracted slightly, and she stammered:

"This...this is an illusion?"

Upon seeing the familiar sword, Zhu Wuyao instinctively reached out and grasped it.

The next instant, she grasped the bladeless sword in her hand.

The sword light transformed back into wine, spilling onto the ground. Qi Suowei picked up the wine jug, poured himself another cup, and drank it down.

The sword intent dissipated, leaving only the smell of wine.

The bladeless sword in Zhu Wuyao's hand dissipated at the same time.

She paused for a moment, then approached Qi Suowei solicitously, picked up the wine jug, and asked:

Would you like another drink?

Qi Suowei asked with amusement:

"Am I Qi Suowei?"

"Of course! You are Qi Jianxian!"

Zhu Wuyao said with absolute certainty.

After a private conversation, she persuaded Qi to cooperate with the plan.

Returning to Chaoxi Bookstore.

Hua Yingting had already gone to sleep, while Ye Xiaozhou and Xu San'er were observing her.

Zhu Wuyao was still deeply shocked.

So the Sword Without Edge is still alive!

However... without Qi Suowei's sword energy as a guide, Zhu Wuyao had no way to make the Wufeng Sword reappear.

"What are you looking at?"

She leaned closer to observe Hua Yingting together.

Ye Xiaozhou said:

"I just learned from Xu San'er that this junior sister should have been in the early stage of Foundation Establishment before entering the Realm of All Beings."

Zhu Wuyao glanced at Xu San'er, then looked down at Hua Yingting, who was already in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, and said:

"Isn't this a normal thing? Why are you two acting like you've never seen anything like this before? You're making a fuss over nothing."

"Huh?! How is this normal! Sister Hua only recently entered the Foundation Establishment stage, how could she advance another level so quickly?"

Upon hearing Zhu Wuyao's words, Xu San'er looked incredulous.

Zhu Wuyao adopted an expression of complete indifference and said:

"Have you forgotten how I earned the title of 'Mule Slayer for Advancement'?"

Upon hearing Zhu Wuyao bring this up, Xu San'er was immediately reminded of the past.

He let out a soft "Huh," seemingly finding it both reasonable and utterly absurd, and frowned, saying:

"Is breaking through to a higher realm suddenly such a common occurrence now?"

"Yes, you can ask Ye Xiaozhou if you don't believe me."

Ye Xiaozhou glanced at her and said:

"I have also had times when I suddenly had an epiphany and broke through to a higher realm, so it's not surprising..."

No, it's still very strange.

"But it's already strange that your abacus can suddenly turn into dice. If one or two more strange things happen, it wouldn't seem so strange."

Seeing that the two people's logic was consistent, Zhu Wuyao nodded in strong agreement and said:

"That's right. For us cultivators, the most important thing is to have a clear mind and not get caught up in such trivial matters."

"Isn't it just a sudden breakthrough?"

"I might even run into a sword immortal tonight!"