I Have A Sword-Chapter 1341: Ye Xuan

High above, Ye Xuan glanced at Ye Guan and smirked. "He's exceptional, just like me!"

Plain-Skirt Destiny looked at him and smiled faintly. As if remembering something, she turned to gaze across the other side of the Sea of Suffering. There, on the shore, stood a lone statue, Clan Leader Jing.

She looked at the statue and softly said, "He didn't disappoint you."

With that, both Plain-Skirt Destiny and Ye Xuan vanished from sight.

At the shore, the eyes of the statue flickered slightly. The next moment, the mysterious Great Dao that surrounded her dissipated entirely. In her eyes, the Great Dao of the Sea of Suffering could be destroyed with a mere flick of her fingers.

She gazed across the sea at Ye Guan. After a long silence, she turned and walked away.

Long ago, she made a bet with Plain-Skirt Destiny. She didn't believe that Ye Guan would ultimately forsake his invincibility for the sake of his friends and all living beings.

The dragon slayer would eventually become the evil dragon that they slew.

Everyone who pursued the path of Order ultimately sought to sacrifice the masses in exchange for even greater strength. The Ancestral Dao was proof of this, and so were those who came before him.

Thus, she was certain that if Ye Guan obtained invincibility by sacrificing all beings, he would inevitably lose himself in that power, but Ye Guan... did not lose himself.

When she chose to submit to Ye Guan's order, it wasn't a test. It was a gamble, a gamble with her own life. If Ye Guan had refused to relinquish his power, she would have remained petrified here for eternity.

After all, the Ancestral Dao's order had already collapsed, which meant that her mission was complete.

However, she hadn't expected that Ye Guan would actually give up that unparalleled strength. At this moment, she finally believed in him. His Order was truly never about exploiting the masses for power.

In truth, she had always believed in him; she just hadn't realized it. Otherwise, she wouldn't have come to suppress the Sea of Suffering all those years ago.

As she once said, if Ye Guan truly desired power, he wouldn't have chosen such a difficult path. But even so, she needed a reason to believe in him. She left, and no one knew where she was going or what she was going to do next.

***

On Mount Fanjing, the Great Daoist Brush Master was sitting before a chessboard, holding a black piece in his right hand. His gaze was vacant. He had completely and utterly lost this bet.

Fan Zhaodi, whom he had been nurturing, had turned to be one of Ye Guan's people all this while.

At that moment, everything became clear to him. The True God and Clan Leader Jing were all pretending.

What incredible actors! Each one was better than the last!

Just then, a lady in a plain skirt appeared before him and took a seat.

The Great Daoist Brush Master looked at her and said, "Another game."

Admit defeat? Never! I will not accept defeat!

Plain-Skirt Destiny waved her hand lightly, and the pieces on the chessboard vanished. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

"For that little one, I merely humored you for a while," she said. Then, she looked directly at the Great Daoist Brush Master and added, "Did you really think you were worthy enough to play against me?"

The Great Daoist Brush Master stared at her and chuckled. "The story isn't over yet, is it?"

Plain-Skirt Destiny cast him a glance. "Is that what you're hoping for?"

The Great Daoist Brush Master shook his head with a smile. "Not really. I just want to play another round."

"Qing'er!" A voice rang out. A moment later, a man in a white shirt appeared beside her. It was Ye Xuan! Ye Xuan looked at the Great Daoist Brush Master and grinned. "I'll play against you!"

"No, no, no. I refuse to play against someone so shameless," said the Great Daoist Brush Master, waving his hand. Then, he turned back to Plain-Skirt Destiny and said, "Let's play."

At least Destiny would follow the rules, but Ye Xuan... He could even talk his own Dao Heart back into place. It was absolutely ridiculous.

Ye Xuan chuckled and said, "Since you don't want to settle this with words, let's settle it with fists. You wouldn't mind taking on our whole family, would you?"

The Great Daoist Brush Master was speechless.

Plain-Skirt Destiny said calmly, "There's no need to summon the whole family against him."

Ye Xuan burst into laughter.

The Great Daoist Brush Master's face darkened.

Ye Xuan picked up a black chess piece and placed it on the board, then said, "I've made my move. Now, it's your turn."

With that, he took Plain-Skirt Destiny's hand and turned to leave.

Moments later, after sensing that the siblings had left, the Great Daoist Brush Master looked down at the chessboard. After a brief silence, he scoffed, "King of Relying on Others, let's play a game then."

Soon, his body began to fade away. It turned out that this wasn't his true body.

***

Yi Nian was sprawled out quietly on Jing An's lap beneath the Tianxing Life Tree. Her cultivation base was no more, and she had become an ordinary person.

Jing An held a Tianxing Fruit to her lips and said, "Eat."

Yi Nian opened her mouth and took a gentle bite. As the juice flowed onto her tongue, a long-lost taste pervaded her mouth, bringing a smile to her face.

Jing An grinned, took a bite herself, then asked, "Yi Nian, what happened to Fan Zhaodi?"

Yi Nian said, "She was suppressed and killed when she provoked Aunt."

Jing An froze.

Yi Nian opened her mouth again and said, "Feed me."

Jing An did as she said, and Yi Nian took another bite.

Jing An asked, "Then why did you impersonate her?"

As Yi Nian chewed on the fruit, her gaze drifted toward the Tianxing Life Tree.

Back then, beneath a vast starry sky, Plain-Skirt Destiny held her hand as they walked slowly through the starry skies. Plain-Skirt Destiny asked, "He needs a true rival, or he will never grow. Are you willing to become that rival?"

Yi Nian had looked up to her. "Will it help my husband?"

Plain-Skirt Destiny nodded.

Without hesitation, Yi Nian replied, "I'm willing."

Plain-Skirt Destiny reminded her, "He will hate you, deeply."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"As long as it's going to help my husband, I-I can do it..."

Plain-Skirt Destiny gently ruffled Yi Nian's hair.

Yi Nian peeked at her nervously. "Senior, I..."

Plain-Skirt Destiny caressed her cheek and said, "Call me Aunt."

Yi Nian's face immediately blossomed into a radiant smile.

Just then, Plain-Skirt Destiny turned and glanced in a certain direction, muttering a sentence.

***

"Yi Nian!" Jing An suddenly cried out in shock. "Look! Look!"

Yi Nian lifted her head, only to see countless streams of Evil Dao energy suddenly emerging all around her. As these streams of energy appeared, the entire Tianxing Civilization turned blood-red, but almost instantly, another mysterious power surged into this world. The power of the Virtuous Dao!

Yi Nian froze.

The overwhelming forces of both the Evil and Virtuous Dao poured into her body. In an instant, her cultivation base returned to its peak.

Her Virtuous and Evil Dao was in coexistence!

One side was evil, and the other was good.

When she embraced evil, she was Fan Zhaodi. When she embraced good, she was Yi Nian. Good and evil were just a single thought[1] apart!

Yi Nian was momentarily confused. Her power had not only returned to her, but something even stranger had also happened. Fan Zhaodi's power was intact, along with the Ancestral Dao's immense power for sacrificing all living beings!

On top of that, she also obtained the power of the Virtuous Dao!

It didn't make sense. When her husband scattered his cultivation base, this power was supposed to return to the Ancestral Dao. Some of these powers weren't even hers to begin with! What was going on?

Soon, she smiled. She saw Plain-Skirt Destiny looking at her, just for a moment.

It was obvious. Her plain-skirt aunt had given it to her.

The power of the Ancestral Dao, the power of the Virtuous Dao, and even the power of all myriad beings. All of it had returned to her!

She had returned to the peak. It was an unimaginable fortune.

Jing An also sensed the change in Yi Nian's aura and exclaimed excitedly, "Yi Nian, you're super powerful right now, aren't you?"

Yi Nian's lips curved into a proud smile. "From this moment on, I am the strongest Chief Enforcement Officer in the history of the Tianxing Civilization!"

Jing An's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Great! Your cultivation is my cultivation. If you're invincible, that means I'm invincible, too!"

Under the Tianxing Life Tree, the two young girls hugged each other and laughed.

A moment later, Jing An suddenly asked, "Yi Nian, since you're so powerful now, can you bring these fruits back to life?"

Yi Nian shook her head. "No, when I revived the Grand Zen Monastery Monk, it was only because Aunt helped me..."

Jing An took another bite of the fruit. "All right! Then you'd better keep working hard to get even stronger. Let's go, let's visit the other fruits. They've been waiting to see you!"

Yi Nian smiled. "Okay. But after that, I have something important to do."

Jing An tilted her head curiously. "What is it?"

"It's a secret!" Yi Nian giggled mischievously.

Jing An huffed. "Hmph!"

"But," Yi Nian added, "We're like two peas in a pod, I guess I can tell you. I'm going to do something big!"

Hand in hand, the two girls strolled across the grassy field, their laughter echoing in the air.

The Tianxing Life Tree silently watched over them.

***

Meanwhile, at the Sea of Suffering, Ye Guan, who was still celebrating, suddenly seemed to remember something. His brows furrowed as he asked, "Master Pagoda, since I scattered my cultivation base, does that mean the power of the Evil Dao and the Virtuous Dao will return to Fan Zhaodi?"

He remembered that a mysterious force had saved Fan Zhaodi at the critical juncture.

Little Pagoda replied in a deep voice, "I don't know..."

Ye Guan remained silent, his expression dark and brooding. But in the next moment, he smiled. Looking at the Qingxuan Sword in his hand, he confidently said, "If I meet her again, I'll stab her to death with one strike!"

He had no cultivation at the moment, but he would become a Supreme Emperor as soon as he unsheathed the Qingxuan Sword!

He no longer feared Fan Zhaodi, but he wouldn't underestimate her either. The mysterious power that had saved her before was far from ordinary. Clearly, she had someone powerful backing her up.

But who was her backer? That part puzzled him.

The Great Daoist Brush Master was still sealed within the Milky Way, so the mysterious force couldn't have come from him.

What if it wasn't from the Great Daoist Brush Master? Who saved her, then?

After a long silence, Ye Guan's eyes narrowed. "Fan Zhaodi, no matter your backers, when the time comes, I'll wipe them all out in one go!"

Just then, the Ancestral Dao suddenly appeared before him. Staring at him in shock, the Ancestral Dao's voice trembled as he asked, "Didn't you scatter your cultivation?"

Ye Guan nodded. "Yes."

The Ancestral Dao looked completely lost. "Then what about mine? Where's my cultivation base?"

Ye Guan met his gaze and calmly replied, "No idea."

"What do you mean you don't know?!" the Ancestral Dao exclaimed, becoming so anxious that he jumped up in frustration. "I-I can still feel my cultivation! It's still there... Who did you give my cultivation to?!"

Ye Guan replied, "I really don't know."

"Big Brother!" The Ancestral Dao yelled as he threw himself at Ye Guan's feet, dropping to his knees. "I'll call you Father or Grandfather. Please, just scatter a bit more cultivation! Just a bit more! Give me back some of my cultivation base, please!"

"I really have nothing left..." Ye Guan sighed helplessly. "How am I supposed to give you some more? You're being a bit unreasonable here!"

The Ancestral Dao slumped to the ground, his face blank and lifeless. He muttered to himself, "The countless beings of the Ten Tiers of Civilization are reborn. Ling Xiao and the others are reborn as well, and even the True Saints who died in battle are back.

"Everyone made it out just fine..."

"So..." the Ancestral Dao's cracked. "How come I'm the only one who got screwed?!"

Overcome with grief, he collapsed and wailed like a child.

1. Yi Nian's name, 一念, actually directly translates to 'one thought' ☜