As Ye Xuan stood in confusion, a chilling voice suddenly rang out from behind him. “You’re his son!”
Son?
Ye Xuan froze, then quickly stammered, “Are you my father’s enemy?”
He had to admit, he was panicking a bit!
His father’s enemy?
What kind of concept was that?
The voice abruptly declared, “You truly are his son!”
As the words fell, a mysterious force slashed toward Ye Xuan!
Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed. He spun around, drew his sword, and struck with a single slash.
*Boom!*
A burst of sword light erupted, shattering the mysterious force. At the same time, a shadowy figure retreated rapidly!
Ye Xuan looked into the distance. There stood a woman dressed in a tight, long robe, gripping a dagger. Her gaze was sharp as a blade, piercingly intense.
Ye Xuan stared at her. “Who are you?”
The woman glared back. “I’m your ancestor!”
With that, she vanished from her spot.
Ye Xuan frowned. His palm opened, and the Qingxuan Sword suddenly shot out, slashing forward.
*Boom!*
The woman was sent flying back ten thousand feet by Ye Xuan’s strike!
The power of his sword was not something ordinary people could withstand!
Knocked back, the woman was stunned for a moment before erupting in fury. “You filthy mongrel!”
Ye Xuan’s brows furrowed again. “Have you been eating dung? Your mouth’s so foul!”
The woman snarled, “You’re his son—what are you if not a mongrel?”
As her words fell, she leapt into the air, slashing her dagger at Ye Xuan. The strike tore through the space above him, and a blade of light ripped downward.
A savage glint flashed in Ye Xuan’s eyes. He slowly closed them, and in an instant, the space-time around him turned illusory!
*Slash the past!*
In the distance, the woman seemed to sense something. Her pupils contracted sharply, and her body began to fade into illusion.
But at that moment, a hand suddenly pressed onto her shoulder.
*Boom!*
Her body, on the verge of disappearing, snapped back to reality!
Then, a jade fist shot forward with a devastating punch!
*Boom!*
A deafening explosion rang out. Ye Xuan, caught off guard, raised his sword to block.
*Boom!*
Sword and man were sent flying back ten thousand feet!
When Ye Xuan came to a stop, he looked ahead. Behind the woman stood another figure—the bamboo basket woman he’d encountered before!
*Her again!*
Ye Xuan’s brows knitted together.
In the distance, the woman beside the bamboo basket woman screamed hysterically, “Martial Uncle, kill him!”
*Martial Uncle!*
Ye Xuan glanced at the frenzied woman but said nothing.
The bamboo basket woman gave Ye Xuan a cold look, then turned to the woman. “Leave.”
The woman’s face twisted with madness. “Martial Uncle, with your strength, why not avenge our sect? What are you afraid of?”
*Sect!*
Hearing this, a flicker of confusion passed through Ye Xuan’s eyes. Had his father annihilated this woman’s sect? But he knew his father—carefree and brash, but generally good-natured.
The bamboo basket woman looked at the woman, her expression still calm. “Go back.”
The woman exploded, like a rabid beast, glaring at the bamboo basket woman. “Martial Uncle, do you know how Master and our martial brothers died? Do you know how brutally they perished? They didn’t even have a chance at reincarnation!”
The bamboo basket woman fell silent.
From a distance, Ye Xuan suddenly spoke up. “Let me clarify: whatever my father did, that’s his business, not mine! If you want revenge, I support you going after him. I absolutely, *absolutely* won’t help him!”
At that moment, he began to understand why the bamboo basket woman had relentlessly pursued him before.
Clearly, her pursuit had a purpose!
The bamboo basket woman glanced at Ye Xuan but said nothing.
The black-robed woman glared at Ye Xuan. “He wiped out my entire sect, so I’ll wipe out his entire clan!”
Ye Xuan frowned. “Why are you acting like a mad dog?”
The black-robed woman fixed her gaze on him. “You mongrel! Your whole family’s mongrels!”
Ye Xuan’s eyes turned ice-cold. “I’ll rip your mouth apart!”
The black-robed woman sneered, “Come on, then!”
Ye Xuan vanished from his spot!
He knew she was deliberately provoking him to act, because if he did, the bamboo basket woman would surely intervene!
But so what?
*Fight and be done with it!*
As expected, the moment Ye Xuan moved, the bamboo basket woman’s body began to turn illusory!
In the distance, Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed. He drew his sword and slashed, but before the strike landed, a hand tapped his blade!
*Boom!*
The Qingxuan Sword trembled violently. Ye Xuan felt a blockage in his chest and was sent flying back. But as he flew, a sword appeared eerily behind the bamboo basket woman!
Without turning, she flicked her jade fingers backward.
*Crack!*
The sword shattered!
At that moment, Ye Xuan came to a stop. His palm opened, and the Qingxuan Sword returned to his hand. He looked at the bamboo basket woman, slowly closing his eyes.
*Slash the future!*
Simultaneously, he swung his sword!
*One slash for the present!*
*One slash for the future!*
The bamboo basket woman’s brows furrowed slightly. She closed her eyes, then extended two fingers, catching the Qingxuan Sword between them!
But almost simultaneously, another sword plummeted straight down from above her!
The bamboo basket woman suddenly spoke. “Halt!”
*Boom!*
The sword above her froze, then burst into flames.
At that moment, she opened her eyes. The fingers gripping Ye Xuan’s Qingxuan Sword tightened with sudden force.
*Boom!*
A tremendous force surged through the sword, striking Ye Xuan.
*Bang!*
Ye Xuan was hurled back tens of thousands of feet, but he emerged unscathed!
*His physical body was formidable!*
The bamboo basket woman glanced at Ye Xuan’s body, her delicate brows knitting together. She was inwardly shocked—how had his physical strength grown so terrifying in such a short time?
In the distance, Ye Xuan looked at her, then vanished again!
The bamboo basket woman frowned. She surged forward, raising her right knee in a swift strike!
*Boom!*
Where her knee landed, the river of time itself caved in. A figure was sent flying from within it—Ye Xuan!
When he came to a stop, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
He looked up at the bamboo basket woman. The dented space-time before her hadn’t yet recovered.
Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed. This woman could shake the barriers of the time river—her strength was beyond terrifying!
But so what?
There was no trace of fear in Ye Xuan’s eyes—only boundless fighting spirit!
At that moment, the black-robed woman beside the bamboo basket woman vanished eerily. Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed, and he drew his sword in a swift slash.
*Boom!*
A burst of sword light shattered, and the black-robed woman was blasted back a thousand feet!
When she stopped, she glared at Ye Xuan, her gaze like a blade, as if she wanted to carve him to pieces. “Didn’t you say you’d rip my mouth apart? Come on, do it!”
Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed, his gaze gradually turning blood-red!
At that moment, the small pagoda suddenly spoke. “Little Master, she’s goading you. Don’t lose your reason!”
A savage grin spread across Ye Xuan’s face. “Can you stand this woman?”
The pagoda hesitated, then said, “No, I can’t!”
Ye Xuan immediately declared, “Then help me hold off the bamboo basket woman for three breaths!”
With that, he summoned the small pagoda and hurled it at the bamboo basket woman.
The pagoda shrieked in panic. “Bloody hell, Little Master, I *can* stand her! I can—damn it!”
But it was too late. Ye Xuan had already flung it toward the bamboo basket woman.
Facing the oncoming pagoda, the bamboo basket woman frowned. She pointed two fingers forward, striking the pagoda’s horns.
*Boom!*
The space-time around her boiled instantly. Her eyes narrowed, and she retreated a dozen feet. The pagoda, however, was sent flying far beyond sight.
When it stopped, the pagoda lay on the ground, hesitating. It didn’t get up, muttering softly, “I’d better play dead.”
With that, it remained motionless.
The bamboo basket woman, now stopped, glanced at her right hand. Her fingers had cracked!
Seeing this, her brows furrowed. The pagoda had actually injured her!
Realizing something, her pupils contracted sharply. She whipped her head around. In the distance, the black-robed woman was pinned by Ye Xuan’s Qingxuan Sword, his right hand gripping her throat!
Seeing this, the bamboo basket woman’s eyes narrowed. “Don’t harm her!”
Her right hand slowly clenched.
Ye Xuan ignored her, staring at the black-robed woman. She glared back defiantly. “Come on, kill me if you dare!”
Ye Xuan grinned wickedly. His right hand suddenly seized the sides of her mouth.
In the distance, the bamboo basket woman warned, “Kill her, and I’ll kill you!”
Ye Xuan spun around, snarling, “I’m *begging* you to kill me! If you don’t, you’re a dog!”
As his words fell, he yanked with force.
*Rip!*
The black-robed woman’s mouth was torn open, her face mangled and bloody. Simultaneously, Ye Xuan drew a sword and plunged it into her abdomen, twisting it savagely. “Feeling good?”
The black-robed woman looked at Ye Xuan and laughed—a crazed, maniacal laugh. “Martial Uncle, now the Jixuan Sect has only you left! Only you, haha!”
Her soul began to dissipate rapidly.
At that moment, Ye Xuan felt an overwhelming, terrifying killing intent surging from behind him, stronger even than when he’d activated his Mad Demon Bloodline!
