Legend of Swordsman

“Ah, I see!” Jian Wushuang listened intently, though he actually didn’t understand any of it.

He hadn’t expected Zhen Wuyang to settle down here.

As a cultivator, how could he comprehend worldly matters?

“Hey, little guy!”

A chubby child, carried by Zhen Wuyang, was affectionately pinched on the cheek.

Several other children with similar features followed behind.

A scene of familial bliss!

Jian Wushuang had no opinion on this because he couldn’t understand it.

Wu Li, on the other hand, was an expert in this regard and looked down upon it.

He had long been indifferent to familial bonds.

Zhen Wuyang was the same before.

He didn’t pay much attention to his sons and daughters, most of whom were given territories to govern.

Even his own sons dared not be presumptuous in his presence.

But now, he doted on his grandchildren so much.

“Father!”

Not far down the corridor, an elegant lady approached, bowing to Zhen Wuyang and quickly taking the child from his hands.

“These are father’s good friends. Why don’t you greet them?” The noblewoman raised her eyebrows and, turning to Jian Wushuang and the others, also bowed.

Jian Wushuang nudged the dazed Wu Li and, smiling at the woman in front of him, asked, “And who might you be?”

“Forgive my forgetfulness. This is my eldest daughter!” Zhen Wuyang smiled proudly.

This princess didn’t resemble Zhen Wuyang’s other children in the Great Si Region at all.

But her veins carried the purest blood of Zhen Wuyang, and even her child had a quarter of Zhen Wuyang’s blood.

“Oh, right. Let Mu’er come to the Xuanwu Hall. Tell him there are guests!” Zhen Wuyang casually ordered before leading Jian Wushuang and the others into the inner room.

Entering the Xuanwu Hall, they found it wasn’t a grand hall but more like a study.

It was cleverly arranged and cozy.

Books and scrolls were placed nearby, and everyone took their seats.

“Ah!” Jian Wushuang exhaled deeply, feeling impressed. “No wonder you don’t want to leave. I might even want to stay here!”

At this moment, Wu Li interjected, “Wushuang, with your control over the power of Life, you don’t need women. You can create life on your own. There’s nothing special about that.”

“The power of Life!” Zhen Wuyang finally remembered that Jian Wushuang had control over the power of Life.

He hadn’t thought much of it before, but now, after coming here, he understood how crazy it was to face the power of Life during the Tribulation.

According to common sense, the Great Universe shouldn’t lack the power of Life.

But at some point, the power of Life generated here became scarcer.

Because the power of Life in the Sky Dome came from the Higher Heavens, many people thought there was a problem with the Higher Heavens.

But there was no way to verify it.

“The power of Life shouldn’t be used recklessly!” Danbao shook his head, denying Wu Li’s words.

Seeing this, Wu Li kept quiet.

Even his own father treated Danbao with great respect, so he didn’t dare to cause trouble.

It wasn’t like before when he would casually reach out and touch someone’s head.

“Tell us about the ancestor of your Zhen Wu Dynasty!”

Zhen Wuyang’s expression changed slightly at this, sighing, “Greedy!”

“In fact, the ancestor had quite a bit of vitality initially, but because of greed, when he entered the Universal Sea, his vitality rapidly diminished!”

The Universal Sea?

Jian Wushuang nodded slightly.

At present, he had gained some understanding of the Sky Dome from Zhen Wuyang.

The Sky Dome was below, and the Higher Heavens were above.

In between them lay the Universal Sea.

It was fraught with danger but also contained countless treasures.

Among them were mysterious treasures that had disappeared from the outside world.

As well as fruits imbued with divine power.

Some treasures were enough to make even those at the Eighth Tribulation realm covetous.

It was normal for Zhen Wuyyang to be injured and lose vitality due to his adventures.

“Sigh, all because of a treasure!” Zhen Wuyang shook his head.

In fact, such things were quite normal.

Jian Wushuang and the others were also pushing themselves to the limit.

Those who ventured out would eventually meet their downfall.

It was impossible to always be so lucky.

Jian Wushuang had absolute experience in this regard, almost dancing on the edge of a knife

every time.

There were very few instances of having absolute certainty of good fortune.

“I can help you with this matter!” Zhen Wuyang had been silent all along, hesitating.

He was worried about owing Jian Wushuang too much, fearing that he would have to leave

here eventually.

So Jian Wushuang just brought it up directly.

As for whether to return or not, he didn’t insist.

Although he had made a promise with Zhen Ling at the beginning, what Zhen Ling cared about was resolving the threat of Qishen Temple and restoring it to its peak.

Jian Wushuang was confident in helping Zhen Ling achieve this.

So there was no need to drag Zhen Wuyang back with him.

Weren’t there other people?

Moreover, he had dealt with Mie Sheng and the Temple of World Annihilation, leading Qishen

Temple to greater heights.

Zhen Ling wouldn’t care about Zhen Wuyang.

Zhen Wuyang himself felt somewhat embarrassed.

When he entered here, it was Zhen Ling who helped him.

He was able to reach the peak solely because of the opportunities within Qishen Temple.

Now that he was not going back, Jian Wushuang was still helping him like this.

People with self-respect would feel uneasy.

“You don’t need to think too much about it; this is between us!”

“Well then, thank you very much!” Zhen Wuyang’s body trembled slightly, and there was a

gleam in his eyes.

Once Zhen Wuyang regained vitality, the forces attacking Zhen Wu Dynasty would also

retreat.

Everything would be resolved effortlessly.

“However, there’s something I don’t quite understand. Why would you still rely so much on

worldly matters after reaching this level?”

Jian Wushuang voiced his doubts from the bottom of his heart.

Although the previous events were indeed moving, he couldn’t believe that Zhen Wuyang

hadn’t experienced similar things when he was weak.

Although what Wu Li said was somewhat unpleasant to hear, it made sense.

How could they still be obsessed with such matters at their level?

Zhen Wuyang took a deep breath, about to speak, when he sensed a familiar aura approaching

from outside the hall.

Outside the Xuanwu Hall.

A young man who bore a striking resemblance to Zhen Wuyang, with a majestic aura and a

resolute face.

He was Zhen Wuyang’s son, who had only been born for a few epochs but had already reached

the realm of Universe Master at the Third Tribulation level, possessing extremely formidable

strength.

Although he was only a Third Tribulation Universe Master, he had 500,000 units of divine

power.

He could battle across levels.

In the Zhen Wu Dynasty, he was the most outstanding genius among the younger generation.

At this moment, he walked up to the front of the hall, took a deep breath, and entered.

He had heard that this time, his father had summoned a super existence to resist the Southern

Cloud Kingdom and repelled their army.

Now, they were hosting a banquet.

It must be that super existence.

With a curious heart, he entered the grand hall.

At a glance, he saw Jian Wushuang, but he didn’t sense any aura from him, giving the impression of an ordinary person.

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