"Have you said this to many other girls before?" Lan Ke’er asked aloud.
"I’m not interested in other girls," Xu Zii shook his head and replied.
Lan Ke’er pursed her lips, gave Xu Zii a stunned look, and then turned her gaze away.
The conversation between the two of them suddenly beca scarce along the way.
Xu Zii arrived at the deepest part of the Fire Domain, where a sea of fire hung upside down in mid-air, dense magma emitting burning heat.
Beneath the sea of fire, space twisted, the air was almost completely lted, and crackling explosive noises burst forth inside.
Sparks tumbled within the sea of fire, and the fire spirits around it beca denser. Countless animal visions ford by fire spirits ran about inside it.
Xu Zii controlled Tyrant Shadow to float into the sea of fire and then devoted a part of his attention to telling Lan Ke’er stories.
The raging flas made Xu Zii’s face glow red; Lan Ke’er took a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Seeing Xu Zii’s smiling eyes, she quickly explained, "Don’t get wrong, this is just a reward for listening to your story."
Xu Zii smiled, finding the girl similar to the one in his mory yet sowhat different.
A few days later, the Earth Fire’s attribute tempering was also fully completed. The Shadow Dragon engraved on the blade looked even more lifelike, with a faint dragon chant emanating from it.
Tyrant Shadow successfully advanced to a Heavenly Tier weapon.
Xu Zii looked at the transford Tyrant Shadow. Besides the pattern of the Shadow Dragon on the weapon’s surface, there were also symbols of lightning, torrential water, and flas.
After storing Tyrant Shadow away, Xu Zii took Lan Ke’er by the hand and walked towards the Wind Domain.
This ti, Lan Ke’er did not resist and let Xu Zii lead her.
Apart from the stories between the two of them, Xu Zii often told Lan Ke’er so of the strange and unusual tales of the Continent.
...…
A sky full of sand buried the world, with a distant sandstorm whipping up a mighty hurricane, rampaging through the flying sand.
This was not just a lone sandstorm, but a situation where countless sandstorms rampaged together.
When these sandstorms collided, they didn’t explode apart but rged into one, forming an even larger sandstorm.
This Wind Domain engulfed in a sky full of sand was recognized by all martial artists as the most dangerous of the four elental domains and also the one that martial artists seldom visited.
The gales howled through the air, with space in many places even beginning to collapse, the "woowoo" sound of the wind seed like the screams of demons from the underworld.
Xu Zii tightened his clothes and firmly grabbed Lan Ke’er’s hand, heading towards the innermost part of the Wind Domain together.
The sandstorm blew so fiercely it was near impossible to open one’s eyes. They hadn’t walked long when they heard a voice not far away.
"Not until the mont I saw you did I believe that there are fairies in this world."
Xu Zii turned his head, and through the blinding sand, he saw a man holding an Unforgettable Flower, loudly declaring his love.
The mad wind made his white robe flutter dramatically, with his long hair dancing in the wind as well.
Despite the disheveled look, he sohow managed to appear inexplicably handso.
Xu Zii took a closer look and realized that this man was none other than Su Chang’an, whom he had previously encountered in the Water Domain.
What "Eight Great Talented Disciples of the Green Wood Empire," "Scholar Swordsn," and the like.
Yet the woman facing him was no longer the girl known as Yue’er from before, but rather a woman wearing a black robe who looked quite heroic and impressive.
"Damn, this guy must be a stud horse," Xu Zii had quite an eye-opening experience, "A person can be this promiscuous, truly shaless.
How long has it been, and he’s already fallen in love with soone else."
Xu Zii looked at Lan Ke’er, slightly raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Take a good look, how can this kind of scum compare to , back then you were moved by soone else’s poetry."
Lan Ke’er snorted coldly, then walked straight up.
In the midst of the raging sandstorm, the black-robed woman, hearing Su Chang’an’s words, chuckled lightly, "You must have said this to countless girls, I suppose."
"Why don’t you believe ," Su Chang’an sadly shook his head, then passionately said, "If possible, I would even be willing to take out my own heart for you to see just how much I love you."
"Alright then, I’ll help you with that," a voice suddenly sounded.
Su Chang’an was startled and quickly turned his head to look.
He saw Lan Ke’er’s montum was overwhelming, with the peak energy of the Empty Vein Realm faintly stronger than the surrounding protective winds, step by step she walked out of the sandstorm.
"Who are you?" Su Chang’an asked warily.
"Just a kind passerby," Lan Ke’er said with a light chuckle, directly launching an attack on Su Chang’an.
With her hands clenched, the Spiritual Energy in her fists exploded, and deep blue Spiritual Energy enveloped her.
Su Chang’an hastily drew his sword to et the attack, but with just one punch, he was sent flying backwards.
Su Chang’an stabilized his form, his gaze fixed on Lan Ke’er as black Spiritual Energy swirled around his longsword.
He took the initiative to attack, employing his most proficient Vein Skills, the "Ink-pointing Sword Technique."
This sword technique was not only powerful in attack but also unpredictable in its moves, and even the visual beauty of its execution was incredibly elegant.
It was as if he were painting a picture, his longsword filled with black Spiritual Energy, and each slash was like soone splashing ink across the sky with a brush.
The longsword traced through the heavens, at tis like a soaring eagle, at tis firm as a pine standing upon a cliff.
Under Su Chang’an’s onslaught, Lan Ke’er was actually suppressed, only able to defend passively.
Just as Xu Zii was preparing to step forward to help, a profoundly mysterious aura began to radiate from Lan Ke’er.
The pale blue Spiritual Energy nearly solidified into Spiritual Liquid, and the surrounding currents of Spiritual Energy grew stronger and stronger.
A blue light flashed on Lan Ke’er’s body, and her skin quickly turned to a deep blue, not just her skin, but even her eyes and her voluminous black hair all turned deep blue.
As the blue light on Lan Ke’er grew stronger, Xu Zii suddenly felt an unusual emotion unfurling at the bottom of his heart.
He did not know what it was, just an indistinct, strange feeling that was hard to describe.
Lan Ke’er’s body shone with intensified blue light, looking at Su Chang’an’s dense shadow of sword strikes.
She gently clenched her hands in the air, and then space itself collapsed, all the sword shadows dissipated, and even the longsword in Su Chang’an’s hand shattered into countless pieces.
Su Chang’an didn’t even have ti to react before Lan Ke’er was already clutching his neck.
He looked pale with alarm, looking into Lan Ke’er’s eyes filled with intent to kill, and revealing what he thought was a very handso smile, he slowly said, "Soone once told there were fairies in this world, at that ti I didn’t believe it."
"Crack," before Su Chang’an could finish speaking, his neck was directly twisted and broken by Lan Ke’er.
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Then, Lan Ke’er picked up Su Chang’an’s longsword and directly cut open his belly.
With blood-drenched hands, Lan Ke’er dug out the heart, turned to the black-robed woman who was petrified with fear, and smiled, "I helped you dig out his heart. Do you think he was sincere?"
The woman swallowed hard, her face deathly pale.
Then Lan Ke’er turned around, covered in blood, with the bloody heart still dripping.
She gave Xu Zii a sweet and innocent smile and said, "Zimo brother, look, his heart is fickle."
Xu Zii gave a skin-deep smile and nodded slightly.
He could finally understand a saying, "Indeed, love can change a person."
"What about your heart, Zimo brother?" Lan Ke’er asked curiously.
"If you want to see, you can dig it out yourself," Xu Zii said with a smile.
"Alright, I hope the words you told weren’t a lie, Zimo brother," Lan Ke’er said as she stepped toward Xu Zii.
In her left hand, she held the heart, and in her right was Su Chang’an’s matched sword.
When the sword touched his chest, Xu Zii gently closed his eyes.
Digging out a heart? For soone who has rged with the Hundred Great Battle Bodies, the heart is no longer of vital importance.
But Xu Zii understood that if Lan Ke’er really did dig out his heart, it would be the end for them both.
He was ntally prepared, yet the anticipated pain did not co. Instead, a warm body hugged him tightly.
Xu Zii could even sll the scent of the girl’s blue hair; he slowly opened his eyes.
He saw the girl with her head buried in his chest, refusing to let go for a long ti.
At that mont, both were silent. Xu Zii did not know how long they embraced; the swirling sandstorm raged on around them.
It seed as if the sun in the sky was witnessing it all.
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Inside the Wind Domain, it had beco difficult for martial artists to progress further, with massive dust storms everywhere.
Xu Zii sat cross-legged, with Tyrant Shadow floating in midair, letting it be tempered by the storm as he continued to recount their story.
After a few days, the first phase of tempering Tyrant Shadow was completely finished. Heavenly Thunder and Torrent road along the front half of the blade, while Earth Fire and Hurricane rampaged on the lower half of the curved blade.
The Shadow Dragon coiled around the central area, its eyes slowly opening that had been tightly shut.
If one stared at the Shadow Dragon too long, it seed as if the sound of dragon chants could echo in the back of one’s mind.
...…
"That day there was no wind, the sunset dyed the evening clouds incredibly beautiful, and I abandoned you and left.
That was our last eting. Since then, till I awakened from my dreams, I never saw you again," Xu Zii said slowly.
The story had reached its end.
Lan Ke’er looked at Xu Zii and earnestly asked, "If one day I leave, will you co looking for ?"
"I don’t know."
"You must co."
"Alright!"
"When will you co?"
"I don’t know."
"I’ll wait for you."
"Alright!"
The sandstorm was still raging, and the sun in the sky was slowly setting in the west.
Lan Ke’er looked up at the pitch-black sky, devoid of starlight, her defiant gaze fixed on Xu Zii as she said, "Hold as I sleep."
Xu Zii nodded, for at his level of cultivation, sleep had long since lost its importance to him.
The moonlight shone brightly in the sky as Xu Zii found a relatively sheltered spot from the sand and held the girl as they slowly drifted into sleep.
He was reminded of a saying by a writer, "So people want to sleep, not because they are tired but out of nostalgia for sleep."
...…
Without a word, the two of them embraced each other in tacit understanding, saying nothing, just quietly feeling the pounding of each other’s chests.
As the light of dawn rose from the horizon, the sky gradually brightened to a dim gray.
Lan Ke’er sat up and just quietly watched Xu Zii.
She tied up her long hair, looked at Xu Zii who was still in the land of dreams, leaned down to peck a kiss on his cheek like a dragonfly skimming the water, then turned and left.
"Last ti you abandoned and left, this ti let be the bad person," she said.
The Scholar Swordsn, Happy and Sad, were waiting for her not far away.
The girl’s figure gradually disappeared in the freshly risen line between heaven and earth.
A few minutes after Lan Ke’er left, Xu Zii slowly opened his eyes.
He chuckled softly, then stood up and quietly walked into the distance.
The world of children is always full of willfulness; they throw tantrums and use all ans possible to get what they cannot have.
But in the world of adults, everyone knows that they should consider each other.
Lan Ke’er knew that Xu Zii was not a person prone to romance. He had ambitions and dreams of his own on the Martial Path.
She could have stayed by Xu Zii’s side, but doing so would only hinder his journey on the Martial Path.
So she left.
Xu Zii also knew of Lan Ke’er’s departure but did not stop her, because he understood that cultivation was the most important thing for him at the mont. He would not have enough ti to spend with Lan Ke’er.
Perhaps by stepping on the Heavenly Path, he had already chosen his destiny.
He would go to find Lan Ke’er, but certainly not now.
The Martial Path is one’s loneliness, and loneliness is the revelry of many.
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