Yu Zijian's eyes swiveled. "You better refer to me as the Sword Emperor of Violet Heavens instead!"
Li Qingshan was taken aback as well. He never expected her to answer like that. However, Yu Zijian had already begun laughing aloud. Her laughter was clear and hearty.
A ray of sunlight pierced through the dark clouds and landed on her. The redness gradually receded. She was still dressed in violet, but her appearance was no longer that of a young girl. She seemed like she was standing under the spotlight, at the centre of a stage. She radiated with confidence and glory, incomparably radiant and sharp.
Before she knew it, the rain stopped. The drizzling rain was just an old dream. It had ceased to be an obstacle in her heart a long time ago. She was even more decisive and open-minded than Li Qingshan, who had tried to persuade her to make up her mind.
Li Qingshan could not help but sigh inside. Back when they met on the Island of Cherishing Flowers, she had followed Hua Chenglu around like a maidservant. Now, she already possessed an extraordinary charm that rivaled Gu Yanying in the past. No, even Gu Yanying in the past could not compare to her right now.
This metamorphosis was like a fish transforming into a dragon.
Right now, as he gazed at the corpses strewn across the tiny city that flowed with blood, he suddenly discovered that she had already revealed her loftiness a long time ago. Her resolute and resolute boldness was not something she should possess at her age, nor was it something that could be learnt from a few vague principles.
As it turned out, she was just a dragon hiding in the abyss, hiding her true appearance.
In that moment, many of his memories linked up with her. During the entrance examination of the Hundred Schools of Thought, she had gained the favour of the slovenly daoist priest, Zhou Tong, with her "Pure Yang Constitution". Only Chu Tian's "Five Elements Constitution" could rival her, but in terms of temperament, who knew how many times greater she was than Chu Tian.
Along the way, she had gained the favour of the first young miss of the Hua family, Hua Chenglu. After being abducted to the Green Vine mountain, she caught the attention of the Green Vine Elder. After entering the Hundred Schools of Thought, she immediately became the disciple of the strongest school of Daoism, Zhou Tong. She was also the successor of the Violet Heavens sword that Fu Qingjin sought.
Li Qingshan had also helped her many times, and it was needless to say that after coming to this Five Continents World, the care he had given her was far more profound than that of Li Long, a fellow villager.
And he, this lecherous man, had always favored her, but he had never had any improper thoughts. It was as natural as an older brother loving his younger sister, never asking for anything in return. Her thoughts were also pure from beginning to end, as if there were no feelings between a man and a woman, and she was not shackled in the slightest.
She received help from benefactors almost everywhere, and every time, she was able to turn misfortune into fortune. In terms of fortune, there was probably no one in the world who could compare. He seemed to have a magical charm that could not only win the hearts of people, but also the blessings of the heavens.
After Li Qingshan became a god, he mastered the laws of heaven and earth of the pure land and the devil land at the same time. He kept looking back to the most distant memory of the Primeval Kylin: the ancient picture scroll named "The Battle of Mending Heaven", and comprehended the deeper things contained in it. He had already understood the origin of her charm and understood what the word "Pure Yang" meant.
Fuxi and Nuwa were the Primordial Gods who were born at the beginning of the Primordial World. Fuxi belonged to "Yang". They walked the ways of the heavens and created dragons. Nuwa belonged to "Yin". They walked the ways of the earth and created humans from earth.
The two of them grew together, but they also reinforced and countered each other. They were brother and sister, as well as husband and wife. They loved each other, but they were also destined to fight and compete with each other. There was no way to describe their relationship.
Yang qi was clear, while yin qi was heavy. Yang controlled ascension, while yin controlled descent. As a result, Nuwa was destined to lose to her resolute and wise husband in the Battle of Mending Heaven. All she could do was sacrifice herself and merge yin and yang, using her body to mend the heavens.
As the saying went, "Solitary yin cannot flourish, and solitary yang cannot flourish." Their existence was based on each other's existence, so the holy emperor Fuxi vanished with it.
The essence of Yu Zijian's "Pure Yang" body was the holy emperor Fuxi's heavenly way. It was even closer to the way of the dragon than any of the so-called "true dragons" he had seen in his life. Renouncing lust, abandoning stagnation. The purest, untainted by dust. The toughest, strongest, and cleaving through everything.
In the past, she faced the Daemon General Strong Stone transformed from the Rock of Slaughter with her cultivation as a Qi Practitioner. How unbelievable was it for her to be able to swing her sword and receive him without being affected by the murderous aura?
If the Turtle Dragon was as pure as him, he would never have fallen for Su Mi Rao's charms. If Ao Xuan was as tough as her, he would never have yielded to him.
Her existence, her fortune, her personality, her cultivation … All of these coincidences and appearances were the result of the interweaving of laws and the appearance of a great tool.
Her path could not be accommodated by a mere "Sword Emperor of Violet Heavens" either. She had only just begun to shine.
As a matter of fact, Li Qingshan could even smell some sort of opportunity from this. He wondered why she had appeared beside him. He could not help but sigh, "Sigh, you were clearly a little girl yesterday."
"I've been a little girl a long time ago!" Yu Zijian continued to smile. She flicked the edge of her sword complacently, and it thrummed as if she was taking revenge for being tricked in the past. "Hmph, you tricked me for so long back then!"
"Oh my, you're actually so vengeful." Li Qingshan sighed in sorrow. Where had the pure and pleasant little girl from the past gone?
"You're not the only one in the world who holds grudges." Yu Zijian grinned. "Moreover, you're the one who taught me all this."
"Something like that actually happened!?" Li Qingshan expressed his surprise. Yu Zijian nodded solemnly.
Their eyes met, and after a moment of confrontation, they began laughing together. Their laughter echoed through the small city. Everything gradually blurred, like a soaked painting. The dream faded away layer by layer.
On Heaven's Leaning peak, Yu Zijian currently knelt in a large, gloomy hall in the centre of the hall. She continued to smile.
She wore a tall crown in the shape of a dragon's head, which made her seem as graceful as flying. She wore a set of bright-violet blademaster clothes and a large, black cloak that draped over her shoulders. It was embroidered with dark, golden patterns of clouds. She seemed elegant and noble. She seemed extraordinarily valiant.
The Violet Clouds sword rested quietly on her legs, waiting for its master's summons at any time to slay all enemies.
Li Qingshan stood in front of her. He rubbed his chin and clicked his tongue in wonder. "This attire …"
"What do you think? Do I look good?" Yu Zijian lifted the large, wide sleeves of her cloak elegantly.
"How old-fashioned," Li Qingshan said.
Yu Zijian immediately hung her head as if she had been dealt a heavy blow. She grumbled, "They insisted on making me dress like this. They said that's the only way to demonstrate the might of the Sword Collection palace."
"Them?"
Yu Zijian counted with her fingers. "Fu Qingjin, Hwa Seung-zan, and even someone as slovenly as my master has started to put on airs. I really can't stand them."
Li Qingshan understood. The reason why the Sword Collection palace was able to achieve what it was today was because of the assistance of these two people. The slovenly daoist priest, Zhou Tong, had been the most powerful person in the Sword Collection palace for a very long time, until she comprehended the Hidden Sword of Heaven and Earth and broke through three, four, and even five heavenly tribulations in a short century.
Yu Zijian turned around and glared at Li Qingshan. "Oi, do you know just how much trouble you've caused me?"
Li Qingshan pointed at his nose. "Me? I've caused you trouble! "
"Tell me, what's going on in the north?"
Yu Zijian leapt up and grabbed him by the wrist, bringing him out of the hall. Everything happened naturally. She did not care about Li Qingshan's identity as a God of the World at all.
Li Qingshan followed the direction of her finger. His gaze passed through the vast ocean, and he immediately came to a realisation.
In the past, he had tossed all the land contaminated by the Demon domain and the Hungry Ghost realm into the north, forming a continent. Originally, Little Ann had cleansed it several times with the Samādhi Flames of White Bone, so there were no demonfolk or corpses around. It had become a desolate land of exile.
However, in the past few years, because he had opened up the world, countless people embarked on the path of cultivation. Startling geniuses appeared endlessly, but not all of them were kind-hearted people. They would run off to this land of exile after committing a crime. Coupled with the many demonic cultivators from the various worlds that had been devoured, they all came to this continent to establish their own sects.
They produced nests of demonic cultivators, every single one of them vicious and vicious, committing all sorts of crimes. They also took part in the competition for the world. They were basically like a pack of hungry wolves. Often, they would retreat to their lairs when they were still weak, secluding themselves. It was extremely difficult for regular cultivators to venture deep into this land filled with demon qi. When they were powerful, they would head south to steal resources and abduct people, committing countless crimes.
As a result, this continent became known as the "Continent of Demons". It was the most dangerous place in the world. People paled at the mention of it.
Yu Zijian stood her ground and moved the Sword Collection palace here, turning it into the first barrier of the central continent. Then, she engaged in three sword battles on Heaven's Leaning peak, uniting all the sword cultivators in the world to conquer the Continent of Demons. Only after countless brutal massacres did she suppress the arrogance of these lawless demonic cultivators.
Her cultivation had not been achieved through secluded cultivation. She had basically achieved it through slaughter.
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