Huai Xue

Si Qingxue actually still didn’t quite grasp the reality of the situation.

What had he done? From the moment Lin Huaian inscribed the sword mark in front of him, everything felt like a dream.

He looked at the sword mark, and the earth in his vision gradually began to change.

In that instant, Si Qingxue felt the gentleness of the sky, the heaviness of the earth.

The autumn wind carried frosty leaves, swaying and sliding down.

All sounds disappeared into the void. Si Qingxue could only hear the sound of his own heart beating.

The world seemed to freeze at this moment. Even Lin Huaian’s movements seemed slow.

He looked at the sword mark, and then, slowly, picked up the sword.

Immediately afterward, the otherworld flowers covering the entire world bloomed fiercely before his eyes, carrying the roar of a mad dragon!

Si Qingxue was a little dazed, but Lin Huaian’s back was so broad, making people unable to resist wanting to rely on him.

He subconsciously reached out to Lin Huaian, but at this moment, Lin Huaian suddenly turned around, scaring Si Qingxue into quickly retracting his hand.

“How about giving your sword intent a name first?” Lin Huaian didn’t notice Si Qingxue’s movements.

He was now full of excitement, because he had finally found a second strong backer!

Compared to this matter, nothing else seemed important anymore.

“Na, name?” Si Qingxue’s gaze was a little evasive. He looked at the warm and soft sword intent surrounding his iron sword.

This black dragon seemed warm, but Si Qingxue knew better than anyone how astonishing its potential destructiveness was.

His cute, pretty face was slightly red. He turned his head away and said in a low voice,

“Then… Hwai, Hwaisnow…”

“Hwaisnow?” Lin Huaian clapped his hands. “Good name. Qingsnow is truly talented.”

Li Tao thoughtfully rested her chin, saying solemnly,

“Gentleness floats on the surface, but actually harbors cold snow. One strike can pierce the severe winter.

Junior Brother Si Qingsnow, you are indeed valued by Senior Brother, and you truly have your own insights.”

“Eh?” Si Qingxue blinked his watery eyes, feeling a little confused. He hadn’t thought so much about it.

He just, just…

His green hair fell over his shoulders. His face was red, and in the end, he couldn’t say anything.

The disciples next to him also echoed Li Tao’s words after hearing them, marveling at how he was indeed the person valued by Senior Brother Lin Huaian!

But, they gradually realized.

Lin Huaian could easily help a useless person become a sword genius, relying only on the sword mark he had drawn.

That sword mark contained the supreme sword immortal Great Dao.

Thinking this way, how strong was the current Lin Huaian?

Senior Brother had indeed not become a useless person.

On the contrary, he had become stronger. Or rather, everything before was just the tip of the iceberg!

This heavenly tribulation had not caused the slightest harm to Lin Huaian.

It only forced Lin Huaian to gradually reveal his true strength.

Casually drawing a sword mark could help a sword cultivator advance to a sword dao master and grant him the strongest sword intent. Who could do that?

Perhaps only a sword immortal king could do that?!

A figure gradually emerged in people’s minds.

That figure also possessed the Heavenly Fate Ancient Holy Body, covered the sky with one hand, cut off the past and present, and guarded the immortal dao with the supreme Ancient power.

The Ancient aura was as deep as the sea, shattering the Great Dao of heaven and earth at every turn, leaving no vitality.

Ten thousand years ago, the one who rose in the chaotic world of the Immortal Ancients with an unstoppable momentum… the Ancient Emperor.

Li Tao’s understanding of Lin Huaian was even deeper, because others didn’t know that on the way to the martial arts arena, Lin Huaian had only used a moment and a few short words to clarify her dao heart, benefiting her a lot. Just this point was something that even Ji Xin couldn’t do!

Lin Huaian didn’t know what everyone was thinking. He only felt that the gazes of the people around him were becoming more and more fervent, as if they wanted to eat him, which was a little scary.

He couldn’t help but whisper in his heart: ‘Did I overdo it with the boasting? But in that kind of situation, if I didn’t do this, there would be no other way to convince the crowd…’

Convince the crowd?

Thinking of this, Lin Huaian looked into the distance.

The originally confident and radiant Liu Yan was now kneeling on the ground with a dejected expression.

He would never have thought that one day he would lose to Si Qingxue in terms of talent.

In addition to the arrogant and absurd words he had said to Lin Huaian just now, all the shame and indignation turned into sharp knives, hurting him so much that he couldn’t even say a word.

He even felt that he might be dead.

A sound of footsteps came, and a shadow covered him from the front.

Liu Yan raised his head with a gloomy expression and found that it was Lin Huaian.

He quickly stepped back, but accidentally tilted his body backward and fell to the ground.

He gritted his teeth and sat up, but found that Lin Huaian had no intention of leaving.

Lin Huaian’s expression was still so indifferent. He looked down at Liu Yan, without saying a word.

The Lin Huaian in his memory was always like this.

He was arrogant, conceited, and invincible, but this time, he seemed to be more qualified than before.

Facing the current Lin Huaian, Liu Yan didn’t even have the courage to raise his sword.

Even if Lin Huaian’s current realm was still a void, and he looked completely like an ordinary mortal, Liu Yan just didn’t dare to have the idea of resisting him.

“Qingsnow,” Lin Huaian didn’t turn around, but said to Si Qingxue with his back to him, “What do you think is the best way to deal with Junior Brother Liu Yan?”

He called Liu Yan Junior Brother, and Li Tao Junior Sister, only Si Qingxue was called by his name directly.

This contrast couldn’t help but make Si Qingxue’s pretty face blush slightly, but this was actually Lin Huaian’s little thought.

He wanted to pull himself and Si Qingxue’s relationship closer in advance, so he secretly pretended to call his name naturally.

Under the circumstances of being his benefactor, Si Qingxue certainly couldn’t refuse, right? He shouldn’t, right?

See, the interaction between people is so simple, without a bit of scheming.

“I, I…” Liu Yan struggled. Originally, he wanted to say that he had no right to expel his inner disciple qualifications, but then he remembered that the one standing in front of him was Lin Huaian, the Senior Brother Lin Huaian of the Tianming Sect!

When Lin Huaian acted in the Tianming Sect, did he need to explain to anyone?

He was probably already displeased with himself, and this incident was just a suitable excuse to kick him out. Asking Si Qingxue’s opinion was just a formality…

Liu Yan bit his lip.

Was he, Liu Yan, going to get out of the Tianming Sect today?

“What do I think?” At this moment, Si Qingxue’s voice came. He smiled, his smile a little helpless, but more of it was a warmth that made people feel like they were bathed in a spring breeze.

“I think, it’s very good as it is now.”

Lin Huaian frowned: “Are you sure you want to keep Liu Yan?”

“Yeah, yeah…” Si Qingxue scratched his head, tentatively saying carefully, “Senior Brother, will you blame me?”

Needless to say, he will definitely blame you, Liu Yan thought gloomily in his heart. You ruined his important matter of kicking me out.

Although Si Qingxue’s words surprised him, Liu Yan felt that this was just a play arranged by the two of them. How could Lin Huaian change his mind because of others?

Not only him, all the disciples present thought so. Lin Huaian would never change himself because of anyone before. He should be even more so now.

Just as they thought so, the autumn wind was bleak, and the piles of fallen leaves were blown away. The withered and yellow maple leaves swept between Lin Huaian and Liu Yan.

“Sigh,” Lin Huaian breathed out in the autumn wind, and said softly, “How could I blame you.”

Liu Yan was stunned, and then suddenly raised his head, finding that Lin Huaian’s crimson-gold eyes were brighter than ever before.

“In the future, focus on studying the way of the sword, and strive to cultivate to the ninth level of the Three Dynasties Sword Technique as soon as possible. After condensing the sword intent, I will give you a chance to enter the third floor of the Treasure Pavilion,”

Lin Huaian turned around, while walking towards Si Qingxue, he said to Liu Yan with his back to him,

“Your talent was not bad in the first place.”

Your talent was not bad in the first place.

This sentence was simply an insult to Liu Yan. From childhood to adulthood, everyone’s evaluation of his talent was excellent, extremely strong, and even peerless perfect.

His spiritual veins were of the middle grade of the upper grade, and his talent for swordsmanship was so strong that he could comprehend the threshold of sword intent at the age of twenty.

But, when this sentence was spoken by Lin Huaian, why did it give him a feeling of praise?

Sigh.

Liu Yan stood up dejectedly, and for a moment, he actually had a feeling of wanting to cry.

Not because he was moved, but because his talent was not even considered a miscellaneous soldier in front of Si Qingxue.

He was obviously more talented than 80% of the cultivators, right?

Lin Huaian looked back at his expression and easily understood his thoughts, so he suddenly felt a sense of sympathy.

It seemed that Liu Yan was going to feel as sour and uncomfortable as he did after learning about Yun Ling’s realm.

“Keep it up, Junior Brother Liu Yan,” Lin Huaian said silently in his heart, “As villainous cannon fodder who supports the protagonist, we must work hard!”