88 Thousand peaks and sword shadows, ten thousand swords reaching the heavens!

Auspicious clouds rose in the sky, transforming everywhere into dragons or phoenixes! In an instant, colorful and auspicious omens filled the sky!

Suddenly, purple mist filled the sky! Then it vanished just as quickly!

This change startled a crowd of onlookers. They cried out, "Wife, come quickly and see! There are many phoenixes in the sky, and dragons are flying!"

Within the royal city, in the Imperial Academy, a middle-aged man stood, holding a copy of the Book of Poetry, dressed in coarse cloth, like an ordinary farmer. At his waist hung a seal, and he carried an ordinary writing brush, its bristles a purplish-gold hue, seemingly made from the hair on the forehead of a wolf demon king!

Feeling a sense of unease, I went outside to take a look and saw auspicious clouds covering the sky.

Feeling something, I looked into the distance!

Suddenly, the dragons and phoenixes in the sky vanished. The clouds filled the sky, forming inverted mountain peaks! The peaks stretched endlessly, their tips upside down, as if right above one's head, as if the world had collapsed.

If one were to look closely, one would see exactly one thousand mountain peaks standing upside down! And yet, the changes did not diminish in the slightest.

Suddenly, the mountain peaks receded, and the clouds in the sky transformed into long, wide roads, each a vibrant spectrum of colors—red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple—one after another.

If you find the end of the cloud path, you will find the hilt of a sword on one side and the tip on the other! It is as if someone is wielding this sword of immeasurable length, cleaving the path of humanity in two.

Just moments ago, auspicious omens filled the sky, yet the middle-aged man showed no surprise! Now, he sees mountains stretching as far as the eye can see, and a path of clouds leading to the heavens.

Terrified! The middle-aged man picked up his pen and began to write, shouting under his breath, "Disperse! Cover!"

In an instant, the auspicious clouds in the sky, stretching for thousands of miles, vanished without a trace, and the sky returned to normal, as if the brief moment had been nothing but an illusion!

The middle-aged man exclaimed inwardly! 'The Confucian sword style, with its techniques of "One Sword Returns to Heaven, Two Swords Conceal Life,"... though widely known, it subtly incorporates Confucian sword moves, "A Thousand Peaks and Sword Shadows!" More importantly, it also contains a forbidden move, "Ten Thousand Swords Traveling the Sky!"'

Ten Thousand Swords Travel the Heavens, borrowing swords from the heavens; a half-breath sage, in the blink of an eye, is invincible! This is the reason why the Confucian tradition has endured! A half-breath sage is still a sage! This person must be found! Without fail!

While pondering, he prepared to send the message quickly! Instantly, several equally terrifying auras enveloped him.

Someone shouted angrily, "Old ghost, you've crossed the line!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man flicked his brush at his waist, transforming it into countless sword energies, densely packed, piercing through the void.

The 'clinking' sound kept ringing out.

"One must have the authority to speak. Otherwise, it takes courage to falsely accuse me of being innocent!"

"Hmph, everyone knows the truth. Your attempt to conceal this will likely come at a high price." A cold snort followed, clearly indicating the person who had just spoken had suffered a loss.

"Don't bother with that. You can go now; I don't have any dinner to serve you!"

"Hehe, Mr. Sun, why bother? If you find the food unsatisfactory, you are welcome to visit my palace. I guarantee you will be satisfied."

Suddenly, a figure appeared, slowly approaching, her beauty beyond compare! Her hair was as black as lacquer, her skin as smooth as jade, her beautiful eyes sparkling. Dressed in a palace-style cheongsam, she appeared even more alluring! Every smile and gesture exuded an indescribable charm.

Mr. Sun's expression remained unchanged! 'A beautiful woman is like a skeleton; being attached to appearances is no good! For Master Shan to be dressed like this is far too wasteful, it's extravagant!'

The leader of the sect chuckled softly, her allure radiating charm, and said, "If Mr. Sun is willing to give it up, what does a mere garment matter? I have even more beautiful clothes."

Sun Daru was also helpless at this moment. The auspicious omens filling the sky were one thing, but these thousand peaks and sword shadows were far too obvious, undoubtedly blessed by a sage and by heaven. As for the men, they could be taken as husbands; as for the women, they could be taken as disciples or wives.

It's really a headache. Fortunately, it was interrupted relatively quickly, but I still can't figure out where it is.

However, this Confucian secret weapon, presumably belongs to a Confucian scholar. It involves having people observe closely; those who do will eventually have a greater chance of discovery than others. 'You're all too attached to appearances. What's this talk of giving up? It's not an object; how can you give it up?'

The man who had just suffered a setback sneered, "Well said! I'd like to see who finds it first."

"In that case, I'll take my leave. Sir, please come and visit sometime. I'll certainly dress up and give you a warm welcome!" After saying this, she gave a mysterious smile, which faded away as if it had never happened.

Sun Daru casually picked up a brush and drew a picture. A bird flew away swiftly, disappearing in the blink of an eye! Then, he held the book in both hands, his mind focused and his eyes attentive as he read carefully. However, the slight trembling of his hands revealed that he was not entirely calm at that moment!

A sigh escaped his lips; 'My heart is in turmoil!'

As Yun Su, a virtuous person, established their destiny, a surge of powerful purple energy rapidly arrived and vanished in a flash. It disappeared into Yun Su's body.

He Chen noticed the unusual sky and a thought struck him. He activated the Sky-Covering Formation. Instantly, a curtain of light blocked out the clouds. He thought to himself, 'I was indeed clever!'

Then, within the light screen, Yun Su's sword energy surged, sword light erupting in all directions, as if a thousand sword shadows followed. Simultaneously, the clouds in the sky changed color. Mountains seemed to invert, and the end of the world was approaching. In an instant, sword energy crisscrossed once more, accompanied by countless rays of light!

Yun Suren wielded her sword tirelessly in the air. The sword-wielding clouds echoed her movements in the sky!

This made He Chen think of something. Achieving sainthood in a day, 'Confucian secret techniques, a thousand peaks of sword shadows!'

It was truly extraordinary. 'With beauties and talented women everywhere, I can't be inferior! Tonight, a trip to Black Wind Stronghold!'

Suddenly, Yun Su became so engrossed in the world that she lost all sense of self and others, and her physical strength was unknowingly exhausted.

Just as she was about to fall from the sky, and He Chen was about to reach out to catch her, a mysterious power suddenly surged within Yun Su's body, breaking through the shackles within her. The time had come.

In an instant, between the temporary rest of the old forces and the arrival of the new ones, a sudden surge of power arrived. Yun Su stood suspended in mid-air, having achieved the Martial King realm. It was unclear whether this moment belonged to the Martial King or the Confucian gentleman's realm of establishing one's destiny!

She stood suspended in mid-air, her beautiful hair flowing in the wind. Like a fairy descending to earth.

"So beautiful," Bi Yunyan exclaimed involuntarily. "Sister Yunsu won't leave us, will she?"

"King Wu!" the three uncles exclaimed in astonishment, hardly believing their eyes!

Seventh Uncle pinched Eighth Brother hard. "Ouch, that hurts! Seventh Brother, what are you doing!"

'Let me see if it's real. Looks like it wasn't a dream!'

Why are you pinching me? Pinch yourself!

Yun Su slowly opened her eyes, silently looking at He Chen, her eyes filled with gratitude, thanks, and love! 'Brother, hold me, I have no strength left!'

He caught her in one swift motion. She was held tightly around the neck.

A whispered voice in his ear: 'Go home!' Yunfeng quickly answered, returning home.

The door opened and closed quickly. In an instant, they moved back and forth, their hair flowing in the wind. An hour later, utterly exhausted, she fell into a deep sleep.

A sweet dream lingered on her lips; her dreams must have been just as sweet.