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It was all my fault for practicing the Heavenly Harmony Path back then, leading me astray and causing me to miss out on you. I must avenge my past disgrace and claim you for myself.
Huang Feixiu's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, her anger intensifying. She stopped speaking and launched an attack, the Great Sage Weapon in her hand shining brilliantly as it aimed directly for Han Laomo's vital points.
Han Laomo was not to be outdone; his figure flickered as he engaged in battle with Huang Feixiu. In an instant, outside the mountain gate, blades flashed and energies surged, creating a fierce clash.
Disciples from the Hehuan Sect and Qixing Sect also joined the fray, making the scene exceptionally brutal. Regardless of how intense the battle was, it could not overshadow the complex emotional entanglements behind this feud.
Inside the magnificent hall of Qixing Sect, Ying Ziyi looked astonished, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and gossip. She leaned closer to Ye Tian and whispered, "Tian Ge, do you think Han Laomo and Ancestor Ye had some kind of history when they were younger? You know what I mean!"
Her tone carried a hint of mischief and speculation, as if she had already caught a glimpse of some hidden secret. Before she could finish her sentence, Ye Tian abruptly interrupted her with a sudden slap to the head.
A serious look flashed in Ye Tian's eyes as he spoke in a low, powerful voice: "This is not something you can casually speculate about! The matters of Wanjian Sect have their own profound meanings; do not speak carelessly."
Ying Ziyi was momentarily stunned by the hit, covering her slightly reddened head with her small hand. A hint of grievance flickered in her eyes as she pouted and said in a spoiled tone, "Tian Ge, I was just asking casually! Why do you have to be so serious?"
Her voice held a mix of playful annoyance and helplessness, resembling a pampered little girl seeking comfort.
At that moment, the disciples on the battlefield also took notice of this exchange and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Although these disciples trained diligently day by day, they were still young and filled with curiosity and awe towards the older generation in Wanjian Sect, especially those legendary figures like Ancestor Ye.
"Ancestor Ye really knows how to play!" one disciple murmured under his breath, admiration shining in his eyes. The others nodded in agreement, secretly speculating about Ancestor Ye's youthful exploits and stories.
Meanwhile, Huang Feixiu and Han Laomo were locked in a fierce battle beneath the vast sky. The whispers of the disciples were like ants to their ears at such a level of power—utterly inconsequential.
Han Laomo smirked playfully as he turned his gaze towards Huang Feixiu. "Huang Feixiu," he said teasingly, "listen to those juniors; they all think we are a match made in heaven."
In that case, why not go with the will of heaven? You should join me. Your Qixing Sect and my Hexuan Sect can merge and be called Hexing Sect, how about that?
Huang Feixiu, upon hearing this, intensified her attack. The sword light surged like a dragon, and her momentum was as fierce as a rainbow, clearly showing her disdain for Han Laomo's proposal.
She coldly replied, "Han Laomo, do not speak nonsense."
Seeing this, Han Laomo laughed heartily, undeterred. He continued, "Huang Feixiu, why must you be so stubborn? There are countless sects in this world; which one can unite as strongly as we can? Even if it’s not called Hexing Sect, it could be named Qihe Sect."
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