The Android of the Sword Dao Sect, the Apple of the Demonic Cultivation Sect—Leng Yue returned to the room personally arranged by Jian Xin, and something just didn't feel right. Was this really the world of cultivation? Why did it feel so unlike anything she'd ever imagined?

"How are you feeling, my husband?" Leng Yue glanced at the door and whispered to Qian Chen.

Qian Chen pulled Leng Yue into his arms. "What's wrong? Does something feel off?"

"Hmm, we don't know them, but we have connections with them. Tell me, is it that our memories have been erased, or will we come here in the future?" Leng Yue was getting confused. Was this a matter of time reset, or a matter of the order of time?

"Both are possible!" Qian Chen shared the same doubt as Leng Yue, but he leaned more towards the first possibility.

“We may be one step closer to the answer we’re looking for,” Qianchen analyzed. “Do you remember what Quanxi said? She said she was saved by you, and you should have been traveling in Quanxi’s world at that time.”

“Traveling?” Leng Yue stepped out of Qian Chen’s arms, then frowned. “I really can’t remember anything.”

“Well, you should just travel the world and do what comes your way. That’s why you casually rescued Quanxi and took her with you.” Qianchen saw that Leng Yue was extremely distressed, so he comforted her again, “Don’t worry, if our memories were really deleted by someone, it would be very difficult to recover them.”

"But it's so strange. I run into acquaintances everywhere I go, but I don't remember them at all. This is not good at all. Sometimes I feel like an idiot." Every time Leng Yue meets an old acquaintance, she feels powerless and passive, and she doesn't feel happy at all.

“I know, I understand!” Qianchen hugged Lengyue. “Why don’t we go into the small world and ask Quanxi? If Quanxi knows you but not me, it means she knew you before Android.”

"Forget it, Quanxi doesn't even remember you, how could she possibly know about Anzhuo and the others!" Leng Yue refused. Although Quanxi was not young, perhaps because she had spent a long time in the small world, she lacked experience and therefore didn't know many things. So Leng Yue didn't want to bother with it anymore.

"How about we go out for a walk? After all, it's a world we've been to before, maybe we can find something." Qianchen knew that Lengyue was feeling down, but staying here wouldn't help, so it would be better to go out for a stroll.

Leng Yue nodded, "Alright, let's take a good look at this Sword Dao Sect. Since we established it ourselves, we might be able to see traces of what we left behind."

Pushing open the door, he saw Anzhuo already waiting outside the courtyard. As soon as the gate opened, he rushed forward. "Is Ancestor going out? Shall we have Little Table accompany you?"

Looking at the expectant or enlightening gaze, seeing someone of her age looking at her like a child, Leng Yue felt quite embarrassed. She awkwardly touched her nose, glanced at Qian Chen, who understood.

Qianchen stepped forward, shielding Lengyue to his side, and smiled as he said to Anzhuo, "Alright, then please accompany us on this journey back to our old haunts!"

"Alright, please, please, this way, esteemed ancestors!" Anzhuo didn't care about his image at all, following Leng Yue and Qian Chen around like a servant, leaving all the disciples of the Sword Dao Sect completely bewildered.

Thus, in less than an hour, a rumor spread throughout the Sword Dao Sect: a pair of young powerhouses had arrived, and these powerhouses were even stronger than Ancestor Anzhuo. Why? Didn't you see how respectfully Ancestor Anzhuo behaved?

You must know that in the world of cultivation, only the strong are supreme!

"Ancestor, look! This is the training hall you built back then. The materials used here are extremely rare in this world. Every sect that has visited our sect is so envious that they wish they could take a piece with them!" Anzhuo gestured wildly, completely lacking composure.

Leng Yue looked at it and only felt that the building materials were sturdy, but she couldn't recall anything else or feel anything special.

Seeing Leng Yue's expression, Anzhuo knew she didn't understand at all, so he smiled and said, "Ancestor, don't think this wall is unremarkable. What is this place? This is our training hall, where all the disciples of the sect practice swordsmanship. As you all know, the most important thing in swordsmanship is to comprehend sword intent. Once you can generate sword intent, even moving mountains and overturning seas is not surprising. If such destructive power hadn't been trained in our training hall, who knows how many mountains would have been chopped down over the years!"

“Cut off the mountaintop and it won’t matter, there are plenty of mountains here.” Leng Yue looked at Anzhuo. “Besides, to cultivate sword intent, you need to be in a vast environment, surrounded by nature, to more easily generate sword intent.”

"No, no, no, the ancestor only knows one side of the story, not the other." Anzhuo stroked his beard and smiled. "The reason why our Sword Dao Sect was able to go from nothing to something is none other than this complete teaching system. As long as the disciples have the conditions for cultivation, after training in our Sword Dao Sect, even if they cannot comprehend their own sword intent, they can still cultivate the sect's general sword intent!"

"That's why our sect has stood strong for a thousand years. Our selection criteria for talent aren't that strict, but the success rate is quite high. That's why we've grown and prospered today." Android looked at them and continued, "Furthermore, the sect knows that the bigger the tree, the more the wind will blow. We should always keep a low profile to avoid inviting trouble."

"With the same swordsmanship, other sects are lucky if they can produce one person who can cut down a mountain with a single sword strike every few hundred years. But our sect produces one every hundred years. Isn't it conspicuous that we always have someone going out to cut down mountains?" Anzhuo's eyes were filled with pride, and he talked boastfully like a child.

"So many geniuses from that sect are all hidden away?" Leng Yue thought to herself. Since there's a competition, they can't possibly hide them forever, right?

“No need for that, Ancestor, take a look at this,” Android said, and reached into his sleeve to take out something that looked like a diamond cuff.

"What is this?" Leng Yue picked it up and looked at it, but there was nothing special about it.

"These are hidden artifacts. Each of our geniuses has one, and they've all concealed their true strength." Android smiled like a fox. "To this day, other sects still don't know the true strength of our sect."

"Did you come up with all of this yourself, or..." Leng Yue hid her sleeve and returned it.

"Of course it's the two patriarchs," Android said with a matter-of-fact smile. "If it weren't for the teachings of the two patriarchs, we would have long since become arrogant and ignorant of our own limitations!"

If other sects were to learn of the Sword Dao Sect's secrets, it would undoubtedly cause a major reshuffle. The resources of the cultivation world are finite. While others have to fight tooth and nail to advance and acquire resources, they can directly boost ordinary aptitude a hundredfold and genius aptitude a thousandfold. How terrifying is that? If this were to leak out, the entire cultivation world would be thrown into chaos!