Chapter 310: A Partner to Drink With on the Immortal Path

Chapter 310: A Partner to Drink With on the Immortal Path

Well, what's this?

Blue Star chuckled. This is a soul bead, forged from the soul of the Divine Sky Sword Emperor himself. Stripped of most of his three souls and seven spirits, what's left is his pure cultivation memory. It contains his insights on the Divine Cosmic Sword and the 3,000 techniques of his Divine Sky Sword Art. The techniques you sneakily learnedVast Sky, Void Rend, Spatial Inverse Slashare just three out of 3,000. The guy had a lot more tricks up his sleeve.

Damn, so is he dead or what? Yun Xiao asked, his face blank.

Dead as can be, leaving behind only the useful bits and bobs, Blue Star replied.

Poor guy. Yun Xiao pinched the white jade soul bead and asked, Can I directly comprehend his 3,000 sword techniques from this?

Better leave it to the owner of the Divine Cosmic Sword. This soul bead needs to recognize its master. Only the master can explore its cultivation memories, Blue Star said, then glanced disdainfully at Yun Xiao, No need to say it, I already know who you're planning to give these trinkets to.

Bright as two big white lanterns hanging high! Red Moon exclaimed, flapping his claws, trying his best to describe the substantial assets being referred to.

If it's junk, it should naturally be handed down to fools, right? Yun Xiao packed away the nine-colored small sword and the white jade soul bead.

Right you are, Blue Star clicked his tongue, As you go on a rampage towards the heavens, it makes sense to have a trash bin on earth, to pile up some discarded stuff

You're the trash bin, Yun Xiao snapped, frustrated. His wish was actually quite simple.

Having witnessed the fear of death in the Withered Bone Keeper, he understood even more that birth, aging, sickness, and death were the inescapable fates of life. The more mundane the world, the harder it is to avoid.

Now, there were only two people he couldn't forget!

One had already become the stone in his hand. She was above the skies, with her ancestral god's real body... She wasn't here for now, but at least she existed forever.

And the other, like his former self, was a mortal at the lowest level.

Disease, lifespan, and agingall were her inevitable fate.

Yet, Yun Xiao feared the arrival of all these things. So, everything he did, was for a promise, to protect her, to guard the once-beating mortal heart they shared, to preserve the excitement when they first stepped on the path of immortality, to safeguard the fragrance of her hair they shared on that night riding the Sovereign Sword together...

And he planned to do it with the Cosmic Pagoda and Divine Cosmic Sword!

All of this was just the pure admiration of a junior brother, who had just stepped on the path of immortality, for his senior sister.

To Yun Xiao, in his heart and eyes, no woman in the world had status or innate talent, only sincerity and purity.

In life, what one could never forget was the first encounter.

A pot of wine on the path of immortality, who to share it with?

For Yun Xiao, amidst the brutal killings on the path of immortality, in the cunning and fierce competition, being able to return to the dreamscape, to raise a toast to the moon with that warm and unrestrained person, was the tenderness of finding a haven for the soul, and the leisure of stealing a moment of peace in a hectic life.

In a blink, Azure Spirit was before his eyes.

Amidst the dust and smoke of the Immortal path, only this verdant land remained.

Even if the Sword Ruins stood tall with its magnificent aura, mountains soaring into the heavenly sea in Yun Xiao's heart, the sacred land of his swordsmanship was only the Azure Spirit Mountains, Grand Hall, Little Cloud Residence, the stone table, fish pond, and osmanthus tree...

And she, forever there!

Yun Xiao, in his flowing white robes like drifting clouds, landed softly in the courtyard.

In just over ten days, the flowers in the yard bloomed more brilliantly, the fish in the pond grew plumper, and the stone table remained spotless...

"Fool." Zhao Xuanran hugged his neck tightly, "Call me then."

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister, Senior Sister..."

"I'm here." She leaned gently on his shoulder, looking towards the hundred miles of Azure Spirit's forest, "I dare not journey with you, but I will always stay here. Whenever you want to come home, I will always be here."

"Home?"

Azure Spirit, the Sword Pavilion, and the Little Cloud Residence was this his home? On his first day of cultivation, he spent a dreamlike night here.

"I have a home now," Yun Xiao's eyes moistened.

"Nonsense, how can a man not have a home? Even a drifting duckweed has a place to dream of returning to," Zhao Xuanran chided. After speaking, her fingers pressed against Yun Xiao's back, leaving several marks.

"How long will you stay this time?" she asked softly.

"I'll leave at dawn."

"Oh..." Her fingers gently loosened their grip.

"No matter where I go, I will always forge a path back home." Yun Xiao grasped her jade-like fingers, guiding them back onto his back.

"Okay." Zhao Xuanran hugged him tightly, very tightly. So tightly it seemed as if she melted into his being, turning into a stream of water that washed away the murderous intent, the hostility, and the worldly trials from his body.

After her hysterical weeping, she fell into a deep sleep.

In her dreams, there were many beautiful moments, no more separations, and she was no longer a burden. She could even catch up with him, walk hand in hand above the clouds, looking down upon the dust of the world.

Only when awake did she realize that it was impossible.

So, she chose to stay where this dream began, creating a warm home for him, giving his greedy, wrathful, foolish, and chaotic heart a place to rest.

They needed each other. She needed a hero, and he needed a home. This dream lasted a long time!

She always remembered her heart beating fiercely like a wild beast against him. It wasn't until the sun was high in the sky that she vaguely woke up in Little Cloud Residence.

There was a white jade bead on the table, a gift from him. But she didn't look at it. She rushed out, the courtyard fragrant with flowers and grass, but the figure in white was nowhere to be seen.

"Always coming and going without a trace He does his thing and runs off, this kid..." She sat at the stone table, shaking her head, half laughing, half crying.

"Huh?" She suddenly noticed a few words carved on the stone table.

Trash, should be left to fools.

She paused for a moment. "Trash?" She remembered the incredible Cosmic Pagoda.

At that moment, she finally realized there was a change in her body...

"Could it be?" She extended her jade hand.

HUM! A nine-colored Sword Soul rose up.



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