A moment later, in a small secular town on the edge of Guijian.
"Waiter, bring two jugs of wine and a table of signature dishes."
"Okay, sir!"
Xiang Sheng leisurely sat down in the elegant seat by the small window on the second floor. He dismissed the waiter with a word and turned back to look at Jian Feng with a smile, "Senior, do you like this place?"
Jianfeng stared at the street outside where pedestrians were passing by, his eyes a little dazed. When he heard the question, he nodded subconsciously.
He had been hiding for tens of thousands of years, and once again saw the ordinary life of the world. He felt mixed emotions in his heart, and only he knew how it felt.
"The food and wine are here!"
A moment later, the waiter shouted, bringing Jianfeng back to his senses.
He took a deep breath, withdrew his gaze from the street, and asked, "Miss Xiang, do you like the prosperity of the mundane world?"
"I can't say I like it."
Xiang Sheng picked up the wine jug and filled a glass for Jian Feng, saying casually, "We are just mortals, so how can we have likes and dislikes?"
Jian Feng was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "It is just as you said. As long as we cultivators do not become immortals, we will always be ordinary people. There is no need to be so pretentious."
Xiang Sheng paused for a moment with the wine glass in her hand. That wasn't what she meant, but since Jian Feng understood it that way, he just let it go and didn't bother to correct her.
After three rounds of drinks, Jian Feng's posture became much more casual.
He looked out the window and saw a young man walking among the pedestrians on the street. Surprise flashed in his eyes. "It's really rare to see a sect disciple show up in such a small and cramped town."
Xiang Sheng glanced at the street and explained, "Jiang Yi gathered the strength of the three sects to form a 'human network' to cross the catastrophe of Dongzhou's core. This person is on patrol to prevent mortals from dying unexpectedly and causing resentment."
At this point, Xiang Sheng paused and said half-jokingly, "The Heavenly Dao is omniscient and knows everything. Senior Jian Feng should have known all this long ago."
"It's not as mysterious as you say."
Jian Feng shook his head: "I only borrowed the Heavenly Sword Art and stole a small part of the Heavenly Dao's authority to cover myself up. Just avoiding Heaven's punishment is already the limit. How can I care about anything else?"
Xiang Sheng's eyes flickered slightly: "What kind of swordsmanship is Heavenly Sword Art?"
Jian Feng fell silent, drank several more glasses of wine, and then spoke softly, "The Heavenly Sword, as the name suggests, is the sword of Heaven, responsible for punishment. I am a sword cultivator. Years ago, I encountered this sword technique and was overjoyed, so I began to practice it.
However, it was not until I reached a high level of cultivation that I suddenly realized that the so-called fortuitous encounter was nothing more than a plan laid in advance by the Pantheon."
Speaking of this past event, Jian Feng's face was gloomy, "The Pantheon made some changes to the Heavenly Sword Technique, and I was accidentally caught in it. I was controlled by them with secret techniques and became the incarnation of Heaven.
At that time, Master had already mastered the Black Evil Thunder, and was only one step away from defeating the Heavenly Dao. However, after seeing that the Heavenly Dao's true form was revealed and it turned out to be me, his Dao heart wavered.
Jian Feng clenched his wine glass. "When Master created a tiny crack, it gave it to the Pantheon. They took advantage of it, sent in a demon to pollute Master's mind, rendering him unable to move. Then they controlled me and used the power of Heaven... to kill them with one sword!"
"This calculation is interconnected and seamless."
Jian Feng sighed deeply, "The Pantheon identified Master's weakness. From the moment their plan was exposed, Master knew that everything was irreversible and that he could only place his hopes on future generations.
Thanks to the master's delay of time, I borrowed the body of Heavenly Dao to see through the flaws in Heavenly Sword Technique. After making up for them, I took the opportunity to seize part of the authority, concealed my own existence, and hid in the Valley of the Demon King.
This hiding lasted for 20,000 years."
A trace of regret appeared in Jian Feng's eyes: "In the past 20,000 years, I still had a glimmer of hope at the beginning.
I secretly cultivated outstanding talents in the cultivation world and gave them opportunities, hoping to use them to counterattack the Pantheon. But I soon discovered that this tactic was simply not feasible.
Even a powerful overlord of East Continent like Master couldn't escape the Pantheon's schemes, so what are those geniuses who haven't grown up yet to do? "
"Seeing countless geniuses die prematurely like chickens and dogs under the shadow of the Pantheon, I finally gave up on those pointless struggles. For over ten thousand years, those years without hope were too tormenting... I went mad."
"Just when I thought that countless years would pass in this hopeless darkness, you came."
Jian Feng suddenly raised his head, a gleam in his eyes. "Your connection with the Puppet Sect gives me a glimmer of hope, but there are too many lessons from the past. I don't dare to hold out too much hope. I can only do my best to help you."
Upon hearing this, Xiang Sheng narrowed his eyes and asked, "Senior, why didn't you tell me about the existence of the Pantheon at that time so that I could be prepared?"
"I can't say."
Jian Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The effect of the Heavenly Sword Art in concealing the secrets of heaven can only work on myself. The few people I rashly warned in the past were all targeted by the Pantheon in advance and died tragically on the spot."
When Xiang Sheng heard this, he nodded slightly, and most of his doubts were resolved.
"The old demon king said that you, like my master, are born as an anomaly."
Jian Feng looked at Xiang Sheng and continued, "Master was invincible back then, so success would have been easy for him. But he failed because of me, because I was too soft-hearted.
In this era of lost heritage, it is a thousand times more difficult to eradicate this cancer of the Pantheon than it was in ancient times. Yet you succeeded. In this respect, you are even more powerful than my master."
Xiang Sheng listened and shook his head slightly, "I don't have your master's talent, I'm just luckier than her."
Jian Feng laughed dumbly, "You have already become an Earth God. This is something that Master tried and failed to achieve back then. Why are you being so modest?"
Xiang Sheng pursed his lips and smiled, saying nothing more.
Only she herself knows that this is not modesty, but she is really lucky.
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