"Sect Leader Wu, there is something my Hall Master of the Sound Wave Hall doesn't understand. Please tell me the truth!"
A rather inconspicuous disciple stepped out from the crowd. The newcomer introduced himself as a disciple of the Sound Wave Hall, sent by Hall Master Feng Qinglan to seek instruction from Wu Tan.
It was called asking for advice, but it was actually more like interrogating someone.
"May I ask Sect Leader Wu, why does that girl from the Demon Abyss have the surname Feng?"
Upon hearing this, the way everyone looked at Wu Qin became somewhat subtle.
Could it be that this Ziyan girl has some connection with Feng Qinglan? Or did Qing Jiu abduct someone's relative or biological daughter to Qingyun Peak, thus displeasing the Hall Master of the Sound Wave Hall?
I really didn't expect that Wu Qin would actually set his sights on the Sound Wave Palace!
As everyone knows, the Soundwave Palace never interferes in worldly affairs, but whenever it appears in the world, something big is bound to happen!
Disguised as an ordinary disciple, Bai Yan's heart stirred. By this point, she was absolutely certain that Xiang Wan was the person she had been waiting for.
Wu Qin remained calm, observing everyone's expressions. He sighed and said, "In our Yijing Sect, accepting disciples requires not only a clean background but also a good character and moral integrity. Miss Ziyan is innocent and kind-hearted, as I believe everyone here has already witnessed. Her surname is Feng, simply because she has no parents and no given name, so she followed Junior Nephew Qingjiu. What's wrong with that?"
"I see. Why don't you ask Miss Ziyan to come out so we can meet her? Sect Leader Wu, you wouldn't refuse such a small request, would you?"
Everyone nodded. They were also very curious about Xiang Wan, whom even the people from the Soundwave Palace wanted to meet.
"Unfortunately, Ziyan has already gone out to train with Junior Nephew Qingjiu, and her return date is uncertain. I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint everyone."
Now that they are members of the First Realm Sect, how can they be seen whenever they want? Even if there is something amiss, it is an internal matter of the First Realm Sect. Unless absolutely necessary, Wu Tan will not allow anyone to summon and dismiss his First Realm Sect members at will. Otherwise, what prestige will he have in front of other sects in the future?
"Sect Leader Wu, it's just to meet Miss Ziyan, why are you making such a fuss?"
"Could it be that there is something wrong with this Miss Ziyan, which is why she is not allowing everyone to investigate?"
"Originally, it was nothing, but what Sect Leader Wu said has only made people more suspicious. Just who is this person that the Soundwave Palace is paying so much attention to?"
The speculations about Xiang Wan's background were varied and numerous. Meanwhile, the subject of the discussion had reached the highest point where a waterfall branched off.
"Master, where is this place?"
A tremendous roar came from below as a river cascaded down the rocks at Xiang Wan's feet, plunging into the deep pool below and splashing countless droplets. Under the sunlight, the splashing water droplets condensed into a beautiful rainbow, making it feel like a scene from a fairyland.
Only by looking down from a high place can one realize the insignificance of human beings and the magnificence of mountains and rivers.
The hem of her skirt was soaked by the rising steam, clinging somewhat to her feet. Yet, the wind blew her clothes and her hair fluttered, giving her a wondrous feeling of ascending to heaven.
"The Broken Pass Waterfall is a suitable place to practice swordsmanship."
Feng Jiutian stared ahead, as if reminiscing or sighing.
What are you reflecting on? The solitary days of sword practice, or the unwavering dedication in pursuing the ultimate truth?
"Master, what's down there?"
"To be shattered to pieces, or to have an indomitable will."
"Guess what I'll get?"
Xiang Wan smiled gently at Feng Jiutian, spread her arms, turned her back to the waterfall, and slowly fell down.
Feng Jiutian frowned, not expecting Xiang Wan to be so bold, falling straight down without any preparation. Back in his day, he had cultivated here for over a year before daring to venture beneath the waterfall. She was just going down like that…
Acting faster than thinking, by the time Feng Jiutian realized what was happening, Xiang Wan was already being held by him and standing on the flying sword.
When she was only ten meters away from the deepest part of the pool, she was finally caught by Feng Jiutian.
Xiang Wan smiled, wrapped her arms around Feng Jiutian's shoulders, and let the water wash over her body, soaking her entire being.
Feng Jiutian's robes were also completely wet, clinging tightly to his body, just as Xiang Wan clung to him.
Looking at the gradually shrinking deep pool, Xiang Wan raised her hand, facing the sunlight, and met Feng Jiutian's gaze.
"Master, you like me."
Xiang Wan's voice was not loud; even amidst the roaring sound of the water, it was as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
Feng Jiutian's eyes flickered slightly, as if he hadn't heard, and he carried Xiang Wan to the rocks on the cliff and put her aside.
"Master, you love me."
Seeing Feng Jiutian use magic to clean the water stains off his body, Xiang Wan did not follow suit. Instead, she came to his side and stared at him with wide eyes.
"Zi Yan, stop talking nonsense." Feng Jiutian looked away, but his fingers, which were casting a spell, paused for a moment.
"There is love in this world. Great love is loving all living beings and protecting this land. Small love is cherishing the people in front of you. Ziyan doesn't know if her master has love in his heart. Is the love in her master's heart great love or small love?"
"To enter my Qingyun Peak and respect me as your master, you must abandon all emotions and desires, and only then can you cultivate the Path of No Emotion, attain the Great Dao, advance to become an immortal, and ascend to become a god. Ziyan, you should have known this long ago."
"So can I understand this to mean that nothing in this world enters my heart, and all living beings are not in my sight? I will cultivate my own path, and by being without emotion or desire, I will become an immortal, and by being without desire or want, I will become a god. Without love or hate, without emotion or selfishness, living like a Bodhisattva, can I cultivate the path of ruthlessness? If that is really the case, then what is the point of cultivating this path?"
Or is it that only by being ruthless, devoid of personal desires, and ruthless towards those one loves, can one attain this state of being?
Feng Jiutian remained silent, and Xiang Wan continued, "Born into this world, we are surrounded by the love of our parents, the affection of our brothers and sisters, and the bond between master and disciple, and the camaraderie among fellow disciples. If I were to sever all love and affection and live a solitary life, that would be my destiny. I would rather have never lived this life."
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