Immortal Lord, I am your sword spirit. (28, 29, 30)



Perhaps apart from the Grand Elder, no one else recognizes this sword anymore.

"I've heard my master mention the Twilight Moon Sword before, but I never imagined that someone would actually live to see it come to fruition."

I heard my master say that the Twilight Moon Sword was my uncle's natal sword. The two Yi Mountains that were split in front of the mountain gate were said to have been split in one stroke by the Twilight Moon Sword.

The Twilight Moon Sword doesn't have a sword spirit, but it's still incredibly powerful and perfectly suited to my martial uncle. He chose the Twilight Moon Sword at first sight back then.

The moment Ye Zhan crashed heavily onto the stone slab, they realized just how powerful Ying Cizhou had become.

That's incredibly powerful! It's unbelievable how strong he is. Is it possible he hasn't ascended to immortality?

The elders and the sect leader then realized that all their worries seemed to be an overreaction.

Just then, Wan Ge stood behind Ying Cizhou.

Ying Cizhou looked at the person behind him and said softly, "Wange, I'm still covered in blood and quite dirty, I'll wait a bit... *pfft*..."

A mouthful of blood spurted from Ying Cizhou's mouth. Looking down, he saw that the Zhaoye Sword had pierced his heart solidly.

Ye Zhan, who was about to dissipate, lay on the ground and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, Ying Cizhou, you think I've become a great victim, don't you? You always thought I just wanted to vent my anger on him, but you don't know that while I was implanting love threads, I also did something else."

I know you would never hurt her, and only she could gain your trust. You really trust her, haven't you noticed anything amiss for so long? Even a renowned immortal lord is no more than this.

Even though I'm about to die, having you by my side makes it all worthwhile, just like when I dragged the God of War down with me. Hahaha, as long as the resentment doesn't dissipate, the demon race won't die, and I'll return. But Ying Cizhou, you won't have that chance.

As soon as the last sentence was spoken, a gentle breeze seemed to blow it away.

Just before Wan Ge fainted, someone caught him and grabbed Ying Cizhou with their other hand, then disappeared from everyone's sight.

In the secret chamber of the Purple Palace, Ying Cizhou wiped the blood from his lips: "I won't live much longer. I will pass on all the power in my body to you. She is now in your hands."

Aci carefully placed Wan Ge down, then spoke to Ying Cizhou, saying, "No, you won't die. I will save you, or rather, we will save ourselves."

"What?" Before Ying Cizhou could understand what was going on, his consciousness gradually became hazy due to excessive blood loss.

Aci led him directly into the formation.

Wan Ge touched her head and felt a sharp pain. Suddenly, a scene appeared clearly in her mind.

"Ruan...Ruanruan, I...I stabbed my husband?"

Ruan Ruan coughed softly: "Well... that seems to be the case for adults."

The moment Wan Ge regained consciousness, memories that did not belong to this world also appeared in her mind, and she finally remembered who she was.

"My wife, you're awake." A deep, gentle voice sounded in her ear. When Wan Ge opened her eyes, she looked at the person in front of her as if she had never been in another world.

“Ah…Ah Ci…”

The man smiled and said, "It's me. I am your husband, Aci, your second master, Ying Cizhou, and your first master, Junci."

The next second, Jun Ci hugged him tightly in his arms again: "After all these years, we are finally together."

Jun Ci's eyes reddened. The experiences of these past years felt like a long dream, but this dream had been going on for quite some time.

"Your injury?" Wan Ge placed her hand on the other person's chest, wanting to check if the other person was injured.

Jun Ci held her hand and pressed it firmly: "It still seems to hurt a little. My wife may need a more thorough examination."

Wan Ge looked at the smile on his lips and realized what was going on.

"You, a mighty war god, how come your mind is filled with these kinds of things?"

Jun Ci replied softly, "I've thought about this for so many years, isn't it normal to be a little anxious?"

The thought of his reincarnation, and the fragment of his soul from that reincarnation, having already shared intimate moments with his beloved before him filled Jun Ci with a burning hatred. How infuriating! He hadn't even done that yet, and they had already…

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, which is why he was so eager to leave.

When Wan Ge woke up again, there was no one beside her, while Jun Ci was in the formation behind the Zi Chong Palace.

Looking at the demonic seed before him, he realized that this demonic seed was the culprit that had caused his three lifetimes.

"Jun Ci! It's you! How could you still be alive? Damn it! Ying Cizhou, it's you!!!" Someone else also realized that the so-called number one swordsman, Ying Cizhou, was the reincarnation of the person in front of them. How could this be! Shouldn't he have been annihilated long ago and never be reborn?

Jun Ci glanced at him coldly: "In the end, I still have to thank you. If it weren't for you, my Wan Ge would not have any emotions."

Love is not so easy to cultivate, and the necessary materials are also hard to find. Back then, he and another god went to find something that could generate feelings for the sword spirit, but he couldn't find it, while the other god did.

Before he could find a new one, the appearance of the demon seed stopped him from continuing his search.

And the demon seed is the one that is sealed away at this very moment.

"Since you're thanking me, shouldn't you let me go? I can do even more for you if you just let me go."

"Ha, wishful thinking." How could Jun Ci possibly thank him? Recalling her memories as A Ci, she knew that even though Wan Ge had developed feelings, she had suffered a lot.

But if it were him, he certainly wouldn't have let her suffer so much, just like his colleagues back then, he wouldn't have let her get hurt. Saying thank you is just an excuse to spite the imprisoned demon seed.

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