"Everyone, let’s head to Holy Cloud Peak now. When the Holy Master erges, he will personally et you." Seeing that they had all risen, the Holy Court disciples cautiously approached and said.
Under their guidance, everyone followed the rugged mountain path towards the mountains.
"No wonder you’re Anyun’s first playboy. Even here at the Holy Court, you still boast the arrogance and pride of a noble family’s son. What of the saints? They were beaten to the point of vomiting blood just the sa," soone in the crowd remarked with admiration.
"What’s Anyun’s first playboy?" soone asked, puzzled.
"You don’t know?" Everyone around looked at him as if he were an idiot.
"I didn’t. I’ve been following my master for isolation and hidden cultivation these past few years," the person admitted embarrassedly, scratching his head.
"Han Yan, back when she was in Heishi City, was soone no one dared to provoke, known as Heishi City’s first playboy. Then, upon reaching Anyun City, she quickly subdued a group of noble family’s sons of the sa generation, earning the title of the first playboy of the Capital. Afterward, she ca to Longyan Academy and stood out among the elite geniuses, thus being nad Longyan Academy’s first playboy. Finally, everyone started calling her Anyun’s first playboy.
Truly, her arrogance is towering, her grandeur overflowing, she can be considered a model for us all." A companion beside him explained leisurely and longingly.
Upon hearing this, those who weren’t yet familiar with Han Yan’s "illustrious" feats showed a look of realization, and when they looked at Han Yan again, there was a noticeable increase in their expressions of reverence.
Han Yan nearly stumbled and fell to the ground. What Anyun’s first playboy title? When did she get this na? How co she herself didn’t know about it?
Although the person spoke of her illustrious deeds with both admiration and respect, without any derogatory intent, this was not what Lady Mu wanted.
Low profile, she really wished to maintain a low profile.
"Forget it, not everyone can stay low-key. A woman as extraordinarily talented as you is like a firefly in the night; wherever you go, you are so vivid, so outstanding, so brilliantly exceptional that it’s impossible to hide," Ye Yanran perceived Han Yan’s thoughts and offered a sympathetic remark.
"Uh..." Han Yan and Huayue simultaneously gagged, almost throwing up on the spot.
Zirong looked at Ye Yanran with admiration all over her face, thinking that though her swordsmanship had successors following Han Yunyun, so had her flattery skills.
Fortunately, everyone present was a family elite with awakened bloodlines, unlike others who were so gossipy. They quickly shifted their attention away from Han Yan’s illustrious deeds as Anyun’s first playboy, now focusing on the surrounding scenery.
Along the way, the peaks stacked like waves, streams gently trickling by, the scenery was as beautiful as a painting, resembling a paradise on earth.
And the Heavenly Power around them beca more abundant and rich, pure as spring water, leaving everyone in awe.
Suddenly, Han Yan felt a gaze watching her from within the crowd. The feeling was akin to being stealthily observed by a beast hidden in the darkness of an open wilderness, making her very uncomfortable.
Han Yan emotionlessly scanned the crowd until her gaze rested on Zhao Sinin.
It was at this mont that she noticed Zhao Sinin in the crowd had steady steps, lacking the instability of other cultivators.
She rembered earlier that he too sat cross-legged like the others to cultivate, yet all others hadn’t fully recovered, while he had recovered swiftly? Was this guy putting on a show? Therefore, did he also perceive her secret? Furthermore, earlier during that sword strike, everyone’s power was assimilated into it, why was he an exception?
Han Yan realized Zhao Sinin not only advanced in cultivation but also changed in nature compared to before, becoming unfathomably profound.
Such Zhao Sinin shouldn’t be underestimated like before.
Zhao Sinin also noticed Han Yan’s gaze, yet he did not evade it. As their eyes t, both saw the wariness in each other’s expression but simultaneously turned their heads away.
"Should we find an opportunity to kill him?" Jiang Yuzhe suddenly asked quietly.
Don’t mind this guy sotis reacting slower than others; his keen sense of danger is undoubtedly second to none, and he too noticed Zhao Sinin’s peculiarity.
Han Yan said nothing but looked at Huayue and the others.
"If it were soone truly heinous, you must not be soft-hearted when it’s ti to kill. But Zhao Sinin hasn’t committed any cri against humanity, just twisted due to unrequited love and hatred; killing him for that reason might be a bit excessive," Huayue furrowed his brow and spoke.
Huayue’s words did not surprise Han Yan in the least. Though he left an impression of being cold and heartless, he was far from one to kill innocents indiscriminately and possessed a grand deanor and profound heart. Jiang Yuzhe was quite the opposite, appearing carefree and indifferent but having a much heavier inclination to kill.
"But keeping him is ultimately a threat," Jiang Yuzhe said.
"Those who wish to beco truly peak strong individuals face threats all the ti; you can’t kill everyone one by one," Zirong remarked then.
Seeing a few people simultaneously looking at him, he calmly smiled and said, "If one kills indiscriminately out of fear of threats, it shows a lack of fortitude and will eventually lead to losing one’s true nature, becoming a demon of slaughter. Though becoming a demon of slaughter might achieve great virtue, it certainly isn’t Han Yan’s Sword Dao, and such a Han Yan wouldn’t be Han Yan anymore."
As he spoke, a naturally proud and transcendent aura emanated from Zirong.
Han Yan smiled slightly, what Huayue and Zirong said was exactly what she thought. No matter how much hatred and hostility Zhao Sinin had towards her, considering his deeds, they weren’t heinous and he didn’t deserve to die.
Although Han Yan could be colder and more ruthless than anyone towards those who must die, she would never willingly kill the innocent.
This is not her Sword Dao!
With the pride imprinted in her bones, she would never consider killing Zhao Sinin because of the potential threat he poses; she was not cowardly to that extent.
Of course, if Zhao Sinin foolishly chooses to walk the path of death, she certainly wouldn’t show any rcy, nor would she let her deep feelings for Zhao Lingxian cloud her judgnt. She would undoubtedly kill whoever needed to be killed.
"I seem to understand now. I’ve been too petty, lacking the grand deanor, no wonder I’m not as good as you all," Jiang Yuzhe spoke, contrasting a sudden depth of understanding in a manner starkly different from his usual self, comprehending quickly what others ant concerning cultivation-related matters.
Han Yan comfortingly looked at Jiang Yuzhe; at their realm of strength, further enhancent becos increasingly challenging. A heart of a strong person, the heart of Sword Dao, is often more important. Jiang Yuzhe’s ability to understand would greatly benefit his future cultivation.
After such a conversation, Han Yan and Huayue felt more at ease as they continued walking towards the mountains.
"Thank you," Han Yan whispered to Nan Aotian when no one was looking.
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