CHAPTER 1112: CHAPTER 1038: SWORD ONE’S SMILE (PART 2)

[Hmm.]Lu Xing responded with a sound, his sword technique still sharp and fierce.

Little did he expect, Lu Ran transmitted a message again: [Stay in good condition, Dad, once the Nightmare thinks you’re ready, I’ll take you to find Mom.]

Lu Xing’s movements became stiff.

His heart was in chaos, and so was his sword.

In front of a Nightmare Minion, if you dare to be the slightest bit distracted, it’s a death sentence.

Thus, Lu Ran’s stats changed to 7-0-1.

Originally just seven kills and zero deaths, now he had to add an assist...

The giant shadow of the Evil God stretched out again, Lu Xing’s gaze enveloped him.

"Uh." Lu Ran scratched his head awkwardly, "I’m off, see you~"

With that, he fled quickly, his figure disappearing without a trace.

It seems that Father still cares about Mother; otherwise, he wouldn’t be so unsettled.

One wonders, when that icy woman, standing at the top of the Human Clan, sees her resurrected ex-husband, will she be moved?

Lu Ran thought secretly, carrying the guiding thoughts of the Big Nightmare, returning to the Heavenly Realm Battlefield.

The effect was truly remarkable!

In just a few days of fierce fighting, the Venerable Slayer Blade trembled several times.

However, one thing slightly delayed Lu Ran’s plan to nurture the blade, on the ninth day of the ninth month, two young gods were welcomed to Immortal Mo Divine Mountain!

The Deng Yutang holding the double divine positions of Red Cloth - Ghost General!

Though only holding a single divine position, Guan Yiren, who possesses the skills of both the Sky Phoenix - Paper Simurgh!

As a second-class God Demon, the Sky Phoenix - Paper Simurgh is the most powerful healer within the Great Xia Divine Demon System.

Of course, Lu Ran had to keep a trick up his sleeve!

The Evil Paper Simurgh Sculpture in the garden had taken the divine position of the Sky Phoenix, allowing it to possess both skills and remain in the Sculpture Garden forever, serving only Lu Ran in the future.

"Sect Leader."

"Sect Leader, Lady." The two divine beings stood before the Lady of the Burning Gate, kneeling respectfully with bowed heads.

"Rise." Jiang Ruyi seemed to be in a good mood, looking up and down at her old classmates.

Deng Yutang stood up and saw the Goddess Sculpture: Tian Tian, who was secretly delighted behind the Lady.

Counting the small Lu Ran, the former Rain Alley’s team was together again.

Well... the original version.

After all, the team had undergone an adjustment and added new member Chang Ying.

Chang Ying is not on Immortal Mo Divine Mountain; she replaced the previous Spiritual Fortune position and is now personally leading a Divine Mountain at the northwest front of the battlefield.

"Quickly adjust your condition, this is a battlefield." Jiang Ruyi said softly, then arranged, "Yutang, go to the northwest front, under Chang Ying’s command. I’ve already notified the Blazing Blood Colt; it will be your mount."

Deng Yutang’s heart trembled.

To ride... ride a divine being?

Although the Blazing Blood Colt is an eighth-rank god, it is indeed a god.

"Young Master Deng, just follow the orders." On the fingertips of the Immortal Jasmine Divine Sculpture, Lu Ran said with a smile.

"Yes!" Deng Yutang immediately replied.

The Burning Gate has two warhorses; one is Blazing Blood, the other is Liu Huo, who took the divine position of the Evil God Black Fire Colt.

The Liu Huo guard can’t possibly serve as a mount for the Young Master of the Deng family!

She belongs only to the Martial Emperor!

Even Lu Ran wouldn’t dare touch it.

"Yiren, you will stay by my side from now on." Jiang Ruyi looked at the woman similar to herself in type.

Once a believer in Sword One, Guan Yiren is also of a cold demeanor.

But now, there’s already an essential difference between their temperaments.

Both are cold beauties; the Lady of Burning Gate has already stepped up, being the leader of the Da Xia Gods and Demons, undeniably the Empress.

"Yes, Lady." Guan Yiren bowed her head slightly and moved her lips.

"What, unwilling?" Jiang Ruyi’s voice turned cold.

"No." Guan Yiren quickly shook her head, her hand resting on the hilt at her waist, "This subordinate has found the Divine Weapon that hinders her Heavenly Incline Sword."

"Which direction?"

"Northeast." Guan Yiren immediately responded.

The Immortal Mo Divine Mountain is located in the southwest of the battlefield; there are many Divine Mountains in the northeast direction.

Lu Ran’s expression was odd: "Could it be my mother’s Divine Weapon?"

He then briefly described the Divine Weapon Domains of the Dragon Abyss Sword and the Heavenly Blade.

The Cloud Sea Dust Clearing Sword needn’t be counted, as Lu Ran always carried it in the Mountain Realm, and Guan Yiren had seen it for herself.

"It shouldn’t be." Guan Yiren analyzed the effects of the Divine Weapon Domain and slowly shook her head.

"It’s all among ourselves, we’ll discuss it later." Jiang Ruyi said casually, "The ancient city of the Human World is ready for you both, with many followers waiting for the return of the Red Cloth and Sky Phoenix.

Tian Tian will explain the specifics of garrisoning a Divine Mountain to you.

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"After understanding everything, the Sect Leader will guide you to descend to the Human World."

Lu Ran immediately said, "You two, go learn quickly. Today is the Double Ninth Festival, an auspicious day; today we will establish a sect!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!" The two accepted the order and walked towards Tian Tian.

Meanwhile, in the northern part of the Heavenly Realm Battlefield·Sword One Divine Mountain.

The Human Clan woman atop the mountain suddenly turned to look up at the Divine Sculpture: "Lord Jian Yi, did you call me?"

The cold wind blew past.

Specks of frost and snow dyed the world.

The Divine Mountain was silent. Gradually, Qiao Wanjun turned to look towards the southwest.

Ranran or Ruyi, have they already cultivated the sword into a Divine Weapon so soon?

Truly remarkable...

The domain can even match Lord Jian Yi’s Divine Weapon.

"Lord, please rest assured and recuperate. I will contact Ranran, and no one will disturb you," Qiao Wanjun said softly, hands clasped together.

From this response, it is evident that Qiao Wanjun’s standing has changed.

On one hand, Lord Jian Yi has no will to battle, likely uninterested in crushing the enemy or raising Divine Weapons.

On the other hand, the power of Lu Ran and the Ran Sect is evident! If a Divine Weapon Domain clashed, who would genuinely be in mortal danger...?

It would certainly not be the Human Clan, but the head of the Great Xia Gods!

"Hoo~"

In the snowy mist, a woman in white, riding a sword, descended to the cliff’s edge.

With hands behind her back, she gazed far off to the southwest: "I hindered your steps to Becoming a God, and blocked your path to counterattack the Faceless Jade Venerable."

Qiao Wanjun shook her head: "Defeating the Faceless Jade Venerable is no overnight task; Ran Sect is still accumulating strength and remains in a steady development phase."

The woman in white was silent for a moment before turning to Qiao Wanjun: "You and your child truly keep your promises."

"The lives of the disciple and Ranran are all protected by you."

The woman in white, expressionless, spoke faintly, "Have you considered that perhaps a hundred years from now, I will still be lingering?"

Qiao Wanjun smiled: "I am Qiao Wanjun, also the Martial Emperor of the Ran Sect.

A gentleman does what should be done and refrains from what shouldn’t be done."

The woman in white silently looked at Qiao Wanjun for a long time, then slowly turned to gaze into the dark southwestern sky:

"You would make a good Sword One."

Qiao Wanjun remained silent, unsure what to say.

"The taste of decline, the sense of growing powerless; I have long experienced them."

"Lord Jian Yi, you..." Qiao Wanjun realized something and hesitated, for once noticing a touch of age in the god’s cold eyes.

The eternally expressionless face of the woman in white suddenly revealed a trace of a smile: "This lingering life has nothing new to offer."

Qiao Wanjun lowered her head silently.

Those eyes, like deep cold pools, showed slight ripples of sorrow.

"Wanjun."

"Lord."

"What would you say is the meaning of existence?" The tone of the woman in white was somewhat bewildered.

Qiao Wanjun pondered carefully for a moment, then gently shook her head: "Perhaps there isn’t one.

But while living, finding a goal and bearing some mission gives a motive to continue living."

Woman in white: "If there were no God Demon descending to enslave your Human Clan, what would be your meaning in living?"

Qiao Wanjun lowered her gaze.

No heavy shackles, no thick sea of clouds.

Am I just an ordinary woman?

After a long time, Qiao Wanjun spoke softly, "The meaning... might be in experiencing life and accepting all its gifts."

"Gifts?"

"The rise and set of the sun and moon, the flowers of spring, the leaves of autumn, the bitterness of parting with life and death." A hint of memory flashed in Qiao Wanjun’s eyes, her voice very light, "The stars in his eyes."

"Are these special?"

"I am merely of the Human Clan, with a life of no more than a hundred years."

The woman in white nodded slightly: "Therefore, when my life is short enough, fragile enough, everything gains meaning."

Qiao Wanjun’s lips trembled, but in the end, she kept her head down and said nothing more.

"In three months." The woman in white said softly.

Qiao Wanjun’s heart trembled as she slowly looked up to gaze at the god.

The sword gazed into Qiao Wanjun’s eyes, smiling gently.

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