Refining the Heart in the Mortal World!
From the city to its outskirts, a mere few miles, yet Ye Xuan felt as if he’d lived through countless cycles of reincarnation.
During this journey, he encountered countless old acquaintances, stirring memories—some sweet, some reluctant, others tinged with regret for partings without proper farewells.
In life, often you walk along, only to find those by your side have vanished.
Looking back, regrets pile up.
Many times, partings are inevitable, but at least one should bid a proper goodbye.
With this thought, Ye Xuan smiled faintly—there was still time.
Around him, the Sword Intent of the Mortal World and the Power of the Mortal World grew stronger.
Sword Intent of the Mortal World!
Power of the Mortal World!
This was a new sword path he’d created, still in its infancy, born from his own understanding of “the mortal world.”
His journey had shaped his own mortal realm.
Though just beginning, his sword path was truly established!
Ye Xuan opened his palm, the surrounding sword intent slowly flowing back into him, the Power of the Mortal World fading.
Suddenly, the space-time around him twisted.
Ye Xuan frowned slightly.
Soon, the space-time blurred, and in an instant, he found himself in an unfamiliar starry sky.
Not far ahead stood a middle-aged man in a black-red robe, exuding a terrifying aura of malice and killing intent.
Dongxuan Realm!
Behind him, six others—all Dongxuan Realm!
Ye Xuan looked at the man, “I presume you’re the Lord of Shura City?”
The man, expressionless, replied, “Indeed!”
He was the Lord of Shura City in the Desolate Universe.
Ye Xuan smiled, “How long have you planned to kill me?”
The Shura City Lord eyed him, “I hate people like you—clearly terrified but pretending to be calm. Life’s a stage, but aren’t you tired of acting?”
Ye Xuan frowned, “You think I’m acting?”
The Lord sneered, “Seven Dongxuan Realm warriors, and you’re telling me you’re not scared?”
Ye Xuan glanced around, then said, “Honestly, I’m not.”
The Lord scoffed, “Keep pretending!”
Ye Xuan was speechless.
The Lord continued, “Young man, I know you’re no ordinary person…”
Ye Xuan cut him off, “You know, yet you still target me to death?”
The Lord stared, “Yes!”
Ye Xuan shook his head, “I’m not one for nonsense, but today I’ll say a bit more. I really don’t get it—why do this? Do I not look like a master?”
The Lord sized him up, mocking, “You’re just a minor Zhixuan Realm cultivator. A master?”
Ye Xuan pondered, then glanced at a Dongxuan Realm warrior to his right.
The warrior frowned, “What’re you looking at? You—”
*Slash!*
The warrior’s head flew off, blood spraying several feet!
Erased in an instant!
Void Slash!
Everyone froze.
The Shura City Lord stared, horrified, “You… how… a single glance… impossible…”
Ye Xuan smiled faintly, “Look like a master now?”
The Lord’s eyes flashed with ferocity, “Impossible! Everyone, attack! He must—”
Before he finished, the five remaining Dongxuan Realm warriors turned and fled into the starry depths!
They escaped!
Ye Xuan and the Lord were stunned.
Escaped?
The Lord was dumbfounded.
Deep in the stars, the fleeing warriors sweated coldly. A glance killed a Dongxuan Realm—what terrifying power?
Fight? What was the Lord thinking?
Ye Xuan looked at the Lord, smiling, “Just us now!”
The Lord, wary, asked, “Who are you?”
Ye Xuan thought, then said, “No more chatter. I’m about to strike with my sword. It’s silent, eerie—you’d better defend with all you’ve got, got it?”
His earlier kill was a sneak attack, catching the foe off guard.
Now, he wanted to test if he could slay a Dongxuan Realm warrior openly!
Sneak attacks worked once, but the second time, the enemy would be ready.
The Lord hesitated, “Can I refuse?”
As Ye Xuan opened his mouth, the Lord appeared before him. A terrifying surge of killing intent and malice erupted, followed by a devastating punch!
The punch unleashed overwhelming malice, enough to cloud most warriors’ minds, but Ye Xuan was unfazed!
Seeing Ye Xuan’s calm gaze, unaffected, the Lord’s pupils shrank, panic seizing him.
*Boom!*
A burst of sword light exploded before Ye Xuan. The Lord was blasted back tens of thousands of feet, his body shattered, soul dissipating upon stopping.
Slain!
The Lord, dazed, stared at Ye Xuan, “You…”
Ye Xuan opened his palm, a pill floating to him, “Soul-Nourishing Pill. Take it quick, or you’re done!”
Feeling his soul fading fast, the Lord swallowed the pill. A mysterious force protected his soul, and he relaxed, looking at Ye Xuan, trembling, “Thank you!”
Ye Xuan smiled, “No problem!”
With a flick, a wisp of sword light locked onto the Lord’s soul, and Ye Xuan vanished with him.
Soon, they arrived at Shura City.
Ye Xuan frowned.
The city brimmed with endless malice and killing intent, its intensity shocking him.
The Lord trembled, “Why bring me here?”
Ye Xuan said earnestly, “Lord, to be honest, I’ve started an academy to train warriors, and I’m short on funds. Shura City’s been around for ages, you must have plenty of cosmic veins, right?”
The Lord’s face stiffened, realising why Ye Xuan spared him!
For money!
He quickly said, “How much, Young Master Ye?”
Ye Xuan raised one finger.
The Lord relaxed, “Ten million? Wait a moment, I’ll have it sent—”
Ye Xuan interjected, “Not ten million. One hundred million!”
The Lord’s face froze, “One… hundred million?”
Ye Xuan nodded.
The Lord shook his head, “Young Master Ye, that’s too much! Even selling Shura City wouldn’t fetch that…”
*Slash!*
A sword pierced his brow.
*Boom!*
His soul began to dissolve.
The Lord, horrified, looked at Ye Xuan, “Young Master Ye…”
Ye Xuan smiled, “One hundred million, or your life and all of Shura City’s. Your choice?”
The Lord trembled, “Young Master Ye, you can’t do this! You’re a scholar! Scholars don’t do such things!”
Ye Xuan, calm, asked, “Know what they called me before I became a scholar?”
The Lord quivered, “What?”
Ye Xuan smiled, “Not telling!”
With a wave, a sword appeared above Shura City, its terrifying intent enveloping the city!
Every warrior in Shura City looked up, stunned to see their Lord.
Ye Xuan eyed him, “One hundred million. Problem?”
The Lord hurriedly said, “No… no problem. I’ll gather it! But… after I do, you’ll let me go, right?”
Ye Xuan nodded, “Sure!”
The Lord, skeptical, hesitated.
Ye Xuan said earnestly, “I swear on my father, if you gather one hundred million, I won’t kill you!”
The Lord nodded, “I trust Young Master Ye’s character!”
He turned to Shura City, roaring, “Sell everything sellable, bundle it cheap to Xianbao Pavilion, now!”
Below, Shura City warriors rushed to Xianbao Pavilion with divine artifacts and techniques.
In the sky, Ye Xuan closed his eyes.
Half an hour later, an elder approached, trembling, “Young Master Ye… here’s sixty million cosmic veins, still short forty million!”
Ye Xuan frowned. The Lord quickly said, “Young Master Ye, don’t worry, I have more! Just wait!”
He vanished.
Ye Xuan wasn’t concerned—his sword still locked the Lord’s soul!
Soon, the Lord returned, handing over a storage ring, “Young Master Ye…”
Ye Xuan smiled, “Interesting. So many cosmic veins, and you don’t carry them.”
He’d spared him earlier, noticing no storage ring on him!
The Lord gave an awkward smile, “Family finances. Carrying them risks loss if something happens…”
Ye Xuan smiled, “Smart thinking!”
He took the ring.
Seeing it claimed, the Lord’s heart bled—his savings of millennia, gone!
But life mattered more!
He hesitated, “Young Master Ye, you keep your word, right?”
Ye Xuan nodded, “Of course!”
He vanished with the Lord, reappearing in Guansuan Academy.
The Lord, puzzled, asked, “Young Master Ye… why here?”
Ye Xuan smiled, “To meet an old friend!”
As the Lord opened his mouth, he turned, spotting a woman staring at him.
It was Xiu Fan!
The Lord’s face paled.
Ye Xuan looked at Xiu Fan, “He’s yours. Do as you wish!”
He turned to leave.
The Lord roared, “Ye Xuan, you swore you wouldn’t kill me!”
Ye Xuan paused, “I’m not killing you!”
The Lord glared venomously, “You’re playing word games! You swore on your father—aren’t you afraid he’ll suffer for this?”
Ye Xuan thought, then said, “Nope!”
Qingshan Man: “…”
