"So you an to say that you're not human but a Sword Spirit, and your true form is the Celestial Divine Sword, awakened after a millennium of slumber by Shen Qingming, with whom you signed a Master-Servant Contract, allowing her to borrow your power to so extent?"
Shen Ziyu pursed his lips, pondered for a long ti, and then said, "Your words remind of Master Yao in our sect, who has been in secluded cultivation practicing the Child's Skill for over seventy years. Ever since he erged last year, he's claid he's not human but a big mushroom, currently being treated personally by the Sect Leader."
"...You don't believe ?"
"Honestly, from an emotional standpoint, I really don't want to believe such absurd things," Shen Ziyu said, "However, seeing is believing, and it's hard to deceive oneself. This trip to Cyan Cloud was truly an eye-opener, completely overturning my worldview. Hopefully, when I return, I won't find Master Yao really turned into a mushroom."
After shaking his head, Shen Ziyu said, "In any case, I'll tentatively believe you. But could you please explain more clearly? For example, when you say you've been asleep for a millennium, it implies you co from the Primordial Era. Do you still have mories from the Primordial Era? Our Shen Family has always claid to be descendants from that era; is it true? Also, is there more..."
For a mont, Shen Ziyu's eyes lit up, his breathing grew rapid, and his blood circulation sped up significantly, akin to a baboon impatiently in heat.
After so consideration, Wang Jiu explained his origins, the history of the Shen Family during the Jiuzhou Era, and the subsequent developnts, using the simplest language possible.
Shen Ziyu listened, captivated, and during the Jiuzhou Immortal Demon War period, he frequently interrupted Wang Jiu's explanations to ask new questions.
By the end of the story, half an hour had elapsed. Shen Ziyu exhaled a long breath, showing an intoxicated expression, and praised, "It's truly a perfect epic story. If it were turned into a storybook and taken to a teahouse for storytelling, it would surely be highly applauded. I'm almost inclined to believe it."
Wang Jiu asked, "So you ultimately choose not to believe, is that it?"
"I really want to believe your story, but there's one problem that's hard to ignore—according to you, almost all the cultivation families in current Xiangzhou have Primordial Inheritance. So why does your story lack any ntion of the Saint Sect?" Shen Ziyu asked. "The history of the Saint Sect dates back further than the Seven Great Noble Families, leading the charge in the Black Era and illuminating the path of the Immortal Dao. They couldn't possibly have appeared out of nowhere!"
Wang Jiu said, "From the current situation, it indeed seems like they appeared out of nowhere. But what's so strange about that? When I swept across Jiuzhou without opposition, many people tried to trace my lineage for legendary ancestors like the previous Myriad Immortals Alliance Leader, a revolutionary with aspirations to overthrow powers, or a hidden Netherworld Envoy, just to co to terms with my might. But after all their investigations, the conclusion was still the sa: I indeed appeared out of nowhere."
"Ridiculous!" Shen Ziyu shook his head in disbelief.
Wang Jiu took it lightly: "It's normal that you don't believe, after all, you're a descendant of Shen Kaishan, Shen Qingming's uncle. People like Shen Yue'e within the Shen Family are probably in the minority."
Hearing the na Shen Yue'e, Shen Ziyu's expression slightly changed: "You know about Yue'e?! Nonsense! She passed away ten years ago, and since you only awakened this year, how could you know about her..."
"She left a remnant soul in the Shen Garden, intending to bid farewell to Shen Qingming, but I intercepted it. Our conversation was brief, but she showed exceptional insight, which was quite unforgettable," Wang Jiu said, tinged with regret. "Unfortunately, there was nothing in the Sword World at the ti, otherwise, there might have been a chance to do sothing. Such smart humans are really rare."
Shen Ziyu was silent for a while: "Yes, Sister Yue'e was indeed the smartest and most independent woman in the world. We others can't compare to her. It's a pity, though she lived freely, that Li Family brat..."
At this point, Shen Ziyu's eyes reddened slightly, showing pain as well as anger, but it was quickly suppressed.
After a while, Shen Ziyu asked, "Why tell so much? These things should be your secrets, right?"
Wang Jiu said, "You're Shen Qingming's uncle, connected by blood, so it's not a problem to tell you."
"Blood connection..." Shen Ziyu chuckled wryly, "That's not a good thing. Because of this blood connection, the Shen Family and Li Family have been at odds for more than a decade. Are you now standing with the Li Family? Moreover, I hold the position of Holy Sect Envoy, and with an ancient artifact like you with unknown origins, I have the authority to forcibly take you back to the Saint Sect for handling. Are you not worried at all, or have you not considered this at all?"
Wang Jiu said, "Of course, I've considered it. But frankly speaking, at present, there's nothing or anyone on this continent that poses a threat to . So there's no need for to fear you or the sect behind you."
"Such big words," Shen Ziyu said, raising his right hand high. Instantly, dark clouds rolled in the bright cave mansion, enveloping it in darkness. In the blink of an eye, thunderous power condensed massively within the clouds, turning the sky into a flickering Thunder Pool.
Suddenly, the Thunder Pool collapsed, and the rolling thunderlight cascaded from the clouds, forming a dazzling white beam that pierced heaven and earth.
When the beam struck the ground, it didn't penetrate further but instead scattered into a square electric prison, trapping the pure white long sword within.
This feat of summoning heavenly thunder was truly swift and unexpected. After establishing the prison, Shen Ziyu remained expressionless, though his breath was slightly labored, revealing the imnse consumption of this move, far from as effortless as it seed.
"This is the Celestial Tribulation Thunder Prison, a sacred item bestowed upon by the Sect Leader on my journey to Cyan Cloud. It is one of the standard issues for a Holy Sect Immortal Envoy. Once activated, even masters at the Sea Overturning Realm can hardly break free from it. Since you claim to be invincible under the heavens, if you truly have the ability, then co out and try."
Shen Ziyu spoke, a slight proud smile tugging at the corner of his lips, but in the next mont, the smile froze on his face.
"Alright." Wang Jiu responded and steered the White Sword with the Shape Manipulation Array towards the edge of the electric prison.
"Hey, you..."
Before Shen Ziyu's words of warning could fall, Wang Jiu's original form collided with the arc. After a burst of dazzling light, the White Sword's original form floated unhard outside the cage.
"I'm out."
Shen Ziyu was dumbfounded; it took him quite a while to regain his senses, his gaze repeatedly shifting between the pure white long sword and the electric arc cage.
"Impossible, impossible, impossible." Shen Ziyu said repeatedly, walking up to the cage, biting his lip as he extended his hand forward.
"Waaaa..."
——
"Well, I am now quite certain you are Shen Qingming's uncle; your nosebleed really carries that distinct Shen Family trait."
Wang Jiu said as he handed dicinal herbs to the nosebleeding Shen Ziyu, while recalling Zhao Yuming's past assessnt of Shen Kaishan.
Your nosebleed looks really silly.
"However, I still find it hard to believe you are an invincible Celestial Divine Sword... it's really too defying of common sense! Ahem!" As he spoke, Shen Ziyu couldn't help but start bleeding again. Yet, surviving the Celestial Tribulation's thunder with just a nosebleed reflected Shen Ziyu's strong cultivation.
After finally stopping the bleeding, Shen Ziyu shook his head with a sigh: "Things have co to a point where I have no choice but to believe. A Celestial Divine Sword... haha, my master sent traveling to broaden my knowledge, but probably never imagined I would co across such an encounter. Mr. Wang Jiu, what I just said about taking you back to the Holy Sect, please don't take it seriously. If you were an inanimate object without consciousness, it might be different, but with your independent and free will, our Holy Sect has no right to interfere casually. However, the matter of the Celestial Divine Sword awakening must be reported back to the sect. What the Sect Leader's reaction will be, I can't really say."
As he spoke, Shen Ziyu stood up, adding: "But you don't have to worry too much, the Holy Sect's thousands of years of reputation aren't built on public opinion control and historical distortion. At most, they might invite you as a special consultant to help us solve so Primordial Era puzzles. And there won't be any coercion; If you'd like to stay in Cyan Cloud City, by Qingming's side, that's... that's also for the best. Qingming, having lost her mother at a young age and living within the Li Family's treacherous pitfall, life surely isn't easy without soone like an old grandpa by her side. In fact, I have long wanted to take Qingming to live in Shen City, but due to fortuitous circumstances, I've beco the Sect Leader's disciple and haven't been able to leave for a few years. This ti as an Immortal Envoy acting as a judge for the Cyan Cloud competition, I initially thought I might take the opportunity to bring Qingming back to Shen City if possible, but now it seems unnecessary."
Saying so, Shen Ziyu started to slightly ramble.
"By the way, Mr. Wang Jiu, it suddenly strikes that when you ntioned Qingming several tis, the gist seed to suggest she's... not very bright?"
Wang Jiu replied, "According to the professional intelligence test, her IQ index is 3.3, which is categorized as mildly retarded."
"...I knew it, with the Li Family's bloodline, no good results would co of it!"
"Hmm, interesting, on the matter of Shen Qingming's intelligence, you didn't doubt for a second but fully accepted my assertion."
Shen Ziyu was montarily stunned, then he softly said, "May I ask you to keep our conversation today a secret? Especially not ntioning it to Qingming!"
Before Wang Jiu could casually agree, another bundle of Celestial Immortal Tea drifted over in front of him.
Shen Ziyu exhibited a slightly pained expression: "It's the last of my stock, really no more after this!"
"Alright, it's a deal."
Shen Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, my visit to Cyan Cloud as a Holy Sect Envoy must remain undisclosed to the Li Family. Anyway, thank you for keeping my secret."
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