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When Liu Rou saw Zhao Yang return safely, a hint of a smile finally appeared on her troubled little face. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she buried her face in Zhao Yang's embrace, resembling a small rabbit with red eyes from grievances.
"Alright, Rouer, I'm back now, aren't I?" Zhao Yang held Liu Rou tightly and gently kissed her forehead.
He Qing and Zhao Tianlang watched their son being cared for by such a stunning beauty, their faces filled with relief and pride for their son.
King Yu, the Grand Elder, and Ji Wudao heard the commotion and came out of the house. Upon seeing the scene before them, they exchanged smiles. Liu Rou noticed everyone's gaze and wriggled out of Zhao Yang's arms, her face flushed with embarrassment as she dared not speak. Zhao Yang held Liu Rou's delicate hand and approached his parents, saying, "Father, Mother, this is your future daughter-in-law, Liu Rou."
Zhao Tianlang and He Qing nodded in satisfaction. He Qing excitedly pulled Liu Rou to her side and said, "Rouer, if Zhao Yang dares to bully you, just tell me. I promise to spank him."
"Brother Zhao Yang has never bullied me," Liu Rou replied, her cheeks turning even redder with shyness.
Seeing King Yu and the others approach, Zhao Yang stepped forward and greeted them, "King Yu, Grand Elder, Brother Ji, it's good to see you all."
King Yu looked surprised. "You actually returned unscathed!"
"Wouldn't it be too much to hope that I would have encountered trouble?" Zhao Yang joked.
"I always said that Zhao Yang is an Extraordinary Person. Back when hundreds of thousands of cultivators were hunting down my Myriad Spirit Sect members, no one could touch him while he single-handedly annihilated the entire group. How could a Sword Saint possibly kill him?" Ji Wudao remarked.
"It's good that you're back, Zhao Yang," the Grand Elder said with a smile despite his blindness. He then asked curiously, "By the way, what about the Sword Saint? I've heard that his swordsmanship is extraordinary; he reached the level of a saint by fifty years old—unprecedented in history. It's also rumored that he possesses the Sixteen Supreme Killing Swords from ten thousand years ago. How did you manage to escape from him?"
"The Sword Saint is already dead," Zhao Yang replied candidly.
"Dead?!" The three were shocked. The Sword Saint was a figure of over a hundred years, not to mention his unparalleled swordsmanship; his cultivation had already reached the Great Perfection of the Mahayana Stage. Moreover, the Sword Saint was known for his exceptional agility. Not only could Zhao Yang not contend with him, but even experts from the Tribulation Period would find it difficult to handle the Sword Saint. And now, this cunning old fox, more treacherous than a fox itself, was actually dead!
"Was it Consort of Rain who killed him?" King Yu asked.
"It was Zhao Yang who killed him," said Zhao Tianlang, who had been standing behind Zhao Yang.
"Ah, and who is this senior?" King Yu and the others finally noticed someone unusual behind Zhao Yang. This person's clothes seemed to be drenched in water, flowing and lively, with every gesture embodying a certain profound aura.
"Let me introduce you. This is my father, Zhao Tianlang, and this is my mother, He Qing," Zhao Yang introduced his parents to King Yu and the others, then introduced King Yu and his companions to his parents. When Zhao Tianlang and He Qing learned that King Yu was their future in-law, they quickly hit it off. When He Qing found out that Zhao Yang had another wife, her face lit up with joy.
He Qing was originally known as a beauty from the villages under Buddha's Palm Mountain; otherwise, she wouldn't have married into a prominent cultivation family in the county town. After more than ten years of hard work, He Qing had become somewhat gray-haired. However, after Zhao Yang's treatment, her appearance rejuvenated, her gray hair diminished, and coupled with day-and-night cultivation and consuming large amounts of Spiritual Pills within the Zhao Clan Imperial Family, she had already reached the Core Formation Stage.
Zhao Tianlang's cultivation had already reached the Tribulation Period; he just couldn't elevate his Divine Sense for the time being. Therefore, when everyone learned that it was Zhao Tianlang who suppressed the Sword Saint's cultivation to allow Zhao Yang to battle him, they couldn't help but feel amazed.
The Grand Elder sighed and said, "Back in the day when I traveled through the cultivation world, we were somewhat renowned ourselves. The Sword Saint and others were myths in our hearts. Yet now, a Nascent Soul Stage Great Perfection Sword Saint could not withstand an early Primordial Infant like Zhao Yang and even lost Sixteen Supreme Killing Swords. Truly, the new generation surpasses the old; the younger generation is formidable!"
Ji Wudao said, "Among the five major sects, except for Xuanfo Temple, each sect has a Soul Lamp. The death of a sect leader will surely cause their Soul Lamp to collapse. I believe by now Azure Cloud Palace must be aware of this. Many cultivators must have witnessed our battle with the Sword Saint as it passed through several royal cities; this matter may be hard to conceal. Myriad Spirit Sect has already been destroyed and is not afraid of Azure Cloud Palace's retaliation, but Zhao Yang and Xuanfo Temple..."
Hearing Ji Wudao's analysis, Zhao Yang smiled and said, "Brother Ji need not worry. I am not afraid of Azure Cloud Palace. After I fled from Myriad Spirit Sect years ago, I made an enemy of Azure Cloud Palace's Second Elder Sidu Yuanzheng; even without this incident he would find a way to kill me. As for Xuanfo Temple, with the Abbot and Four Great Monks present, there is no need for concern. Furthermore, with the Sword Saint dead, no one left can contend with me."
"No," the Grand Elder suddenly interjected. "There is one person. He closed himself off fifty years ago; rumors say he has died outside but I believe it's not that simple. He is the Sword Saint's senior brother named Feng Qingyang. In his youth, he was my contemporary; he is extremely low-key about his cultivation level—no one knows how high it truly is. However, both the Sword Saint and Sidu Yuanzheng were once pursued by older generations but were saved by him. The reason why the Sword Saint could become the leader of Azure Cloud Palace was entirely because Feng Qingyang did not seek that position himself. This person acts decisively and lives freely; if he learns of the Sword Saint's death, he will undoubtedly come seeking revenge."
Zhao Yang nodded but frowned as he said, "If it's just him looking for me, I am not afraid."
Zhao Yang possessed extraordinary skills and a body of steel, protected by the Imperial Scripture. He also had a life-saving hair left to him by his master. The more skilled individuals encountered him, the more they feared him. Even beings of the caliber of Jade Celestial could discern his depth at a glance. Additionally, the Ancestor of the Heavenly Harmony Sect, who practiced the divination Spirit Writing Technique, could also see his unusual nature. If Feng Qingyang was determined to kill him, Zhao Yang would not mind eliminating another legend from the cultivation world.
That evening, King Yu's Mansion was bustling with activity. Zhao Yang chatted with his parents and others over fine wine and delicacies until late into the night before everyone returned to their rooms.
Once back in his own room, Zhao Yang found himself unable to sleep. A vague sense of worry gnawed at him, though he could not pinpoint its source. Gazing out at the moonlight, he thought of Yu Qingsnow, who was far away, and his younger sister.
His sister, Zhao Yu, had been taken away by a Female Daoist several years ago, and even their parents did not know where she had gone. Now five years had passed, and Zhao Yang was already twenty years old. His younger sister, four years his junior, must have blossomed into a charming young lady by now.
Initially, Sun Wukong had passed down the Seventy-Third Transformation derived from the Earthly Transformation of Seventy-Two Changes to Zhao Yang but had given the Heavenly Gang's Thirty-Six Transformations to his sister Zhao Yu. The Heavenly Gang's Thirty-Six Transformations surpassed the Earthly Transformation of Seventy-Two Changes in many aspects. However, Zhao Yang understood that with greater power came greater responsibility and more trials to endure. Although his sister often gave him headaches, he felt a deeper affection for her.
At that moment, the Spirit Pearl around Zhao Yang's neck trembled slightly. He brought the Spirit Pearl closer to observe it carefully. From the scattered lights within it, he could discern that the direction indicated by the Spirit Pearl led to the outskirts outside Yuwang City.
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