After Ye Futian recovered, he continued to cultivate in the Golden Hall of the Lotus and did not step out of it for many days.
As the days passed, the 10,021 year of the Divine Prefecture Calendar gradually came to an end.
On this day, Ye Futian finally walked out of the Golden Hall of the Lotus and came to the princess' residence.
Xia Qingyuan looked at Ye Futian. She had not stepped into the Golden Hall of the Lotus these days. She had not seen Ye Futian since she destroyed his Guqin Spirit.
Now, after so many days, when she saw Ye Futian again, she found that Ye Futian's entire temperament had changed.
In the past, Ye Futian had an extraordinary temperament. His handsome face was free and unrestrained, and one could feel the gentleness and elegance from him. That was the temperament brought to him by playing the guqin for a long time.
However, the current Ye Futian could only be described as handsome. If it was only in terms of appearance, Ye Futian was even more outstanding than before. However, his current handsomeness was somewhat demonic. His deep eyes seemed to have a sense of charm. Looking into those eyes, one would feel as if they were going to be sucked in.
At that moment, Xia Qingyuan felt that Ye Futian's eyes were becoming more and more demonic. At that moment, it was as if only those eyes were in her mind, and she was going to be sucked in.
"What are you doing?" Xia Qingyuan came to her senses, and a cold glint flashed over her. She looked away and did not continue to look into his eyes.
"I just want to try. Please don't blame me, Princess," Ye Futian said. His expression returned to normal, but even so, he was still extremely handsome.
At that moment, Ye Futian's aura was changing, and even his appearance was changing bit by bit. His white hair turned black.
Soon, Ye Futian seemed to have become a completely different person. Although he was still extraordinarily handsome, both his appearance and temperament were completely different from before.
"It seems that you have mastered the Art of Thousand Illusions." Xia Qingyuan stared at Ye Futian. It had to be said that if she had not seen Ye Futian's change with her own eyes, she would not have been able to recognize him.
For cultivators, a person's appearance could change, but their aura could not. People with high cultivation could still be recognized at a glance.
But Ye Futian had not only changed his appearance. His aura and even his entire temperament were completely different from before. This was a complete change from beginning to end.
"Princess, may I be so bold as to ask His Majesty to have a look?" Ye Futian asked Xia Qingyuan.
Xia Qingyuan stared at him and understood what he meant.
"Wait here." After saying this, Xia Qingyuan left right away. After a while, Xia Qingyuan returned and said, "You can rest assured now."
"Thank you, Princess." Ye Futian nodded. Since she said so, it meant that Emperor Xia had already seen it.
Although the Art of Thousand Illusions was miraculous, he was still worried that someone with powerful cultivation could see through his disguise. But now, he could let go of this worry.
"Sorry to disturb you these days, Princess." Ye Futian said, "I'll go back and make some preparations. I'll need the princess's help from now on. If I'm not around in the future, I'll let my mount communicate with you. You'll be able to know my whereabouts at all times."
Xia Qingyuan glanced at him coldly. Ye Futian cupped his hands slightly, then returned to his original appearance, hid his aura, and walked away.
After Ye Futian left, a figure appeared next to Xia Qingyuan and whispered, "That kid is interesting."
"Father, do you like to peek so much?" Xia Qingyuan stared at the figure who appeared.
"The world belongs to your father. Peek?" Emperor Xia said with a smile. Xia Qingyuan was speechless. She couldn't refute that.
"You don't really like that kid, do you?" Emperor Xia said.
Xia Qingyuan glared at him and said, "I like anyone but him."
"That's true. That kid is too annoying. Even I want to beat him up." Emperor Xia smiled and nodded. "If he wants to go out and train alone, then let him go. There's no need to communicate with him. It'll be quieter to die outside, and he won't bother you in the future."
"…" Xia Qingyuan looked at her father in shock.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Emperor Xia smiled.
"Although he's annoying, his talent is outstanding. Perhaps there will be unexpected gains on this trip. Father, let the Shadow Guards support him in secret," Xia Qingyuan said to Emperor Xia.
"If he wants to die, why do we need to support him? Let him die on his own," Emperor Xia said.
Xia Qingyuan glared at Emperor Xia and said, "As you wish, father."
As she said this, she turned and left.
"Some people don't mean what they say." Emperor Xia looked at Xia Qingyuan's angry figure and said with a smile. Xia Qingyuan paid no attention to him and continued to walk away.
In Emperor Xia's Realm, there were no more than three people who dared to act like this in front of Emperor Xia.
Xia Qingyuan, the princess who had been spoiled by Emperor Xia since she was a child, was naturally one of them.
Emperor Xia smiled and then turned his eyes to look into the distance. That kid was indeed interesting.
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At the end of the 10,021 year of the Divine Prefecture Calendar, Ye Futian was cultivating in the back mountain of the villa.
At this time, Ye Futian's body was surrounded by sword will, and his whole body was sharp.
Countless sword will gathered together, and a terrible flame aura was released from Ye Futian's body. It was extremely fierce, and it merged with the sword will. The flame sword will condensed in a frenzy and gradually gathered at a point. In the end, it turned into a sword, which swallowed and spat terrible hot light.
After the sword was formed, Ye Futian's body revealed a completely different aura. It was the will of ice, and the world seemed to be frozen. The sword will of ice also condensed into a sword, floating in front of Ye Futian.
Then came the third sword, surrounded by storms.
The fourth sword, the Heavy Sword of Stars, suppressed the world.
The fifth sword seemed to be formed from endless particles, and it could turn into thousands of swords at any time.
The sixth sword, the Sword of Thunder Catastrophe, had shocking explosive power.
The seventh sword seemed to be real and illusory, as if it was not real.
The eighth sword swallowed and spat the light of space.
The eight swords swallowed and spat eight different kinds of sword will, and there was a suffocating pressure in the world. Ye Futian's eyes seemed to burst with sword light, and suddenly the eight swords flew around him.
These days, he had been cultivating in the Golden Hall of the Lotus. In addition to the Taixuan Sword Sutra, he had also needed a variety of swordsmanship. Each swordsmanship was matched with an elemental ability, and he had integrated it with his own cultivation.
His way of cultivation would be completely different from other swordsmen, and he would be unique.
Behind Ye Futian, Yaya kept her eyes on him.
She had never seen a cultivator like Ye Futian. It seemed that as long as he wanted to cultivate any ability, he would be able to do it very quickly.
Now, no one would doubt that Ye Futian was a true swordsman.
Moreover, if he had said that he had cultivated swordsmanship since the beginning, no one would have questioned his swordsmanship after seeing it.
He was a swordsman.
Moreover, he was a swordsman who was far more powerful than ordinary swordsmen of the same plane.
Ye Futian waved his hand, and suddenly, sword will broke through the air, and a mountain in the distance was flattened.
The sword will flowing around him dissipated, and he looked forward, thinking that now that he had made some progress in swordsmanship, he would be able to become even stronger when he merged the Footwork of Xuanyuan with swordsmanship and Huangting Fist Will. Even if he did not use his previous abilities, he would still be invincible below the Saint Plane, and he would not be any weaker than before.
"You changed your temperament and changed your way of the sword. What do you want to do?" Yaya asked Ye Futian. Few cultivators were like Ye Futian, and he must have had his reasons for doing so.
"Yaya, I may be away for a while. I'll leave the villa to you," Ye Futian said.
"Where are you going?" Yaya asked again.
"Very far." Ye Futian said, "I have reached a bottleneck in my cultivation, and I want to enter the Saint Plane, so I need to go out and train. I plan to go alone this time, and I will not bring anyone with me. I don't know when, but Little Condor will stay, and if anything happens to you, I will know."
"You want to go to Emperor Li's Realm?" Yaya's eyes seemed to be able to see through Ye Futian's thoughts.
If he wanted to go out and train, why did he choose to go alone?
Even if he needed to go through a trial of life and death, why couldn't he bring Yu Sheng and the others with him?
Moreover, he changed his temperament and trained in the way of the sword. All of this seemed to be a disguise.
Because she guessed that the long journey Ye Futian was talking about was to go to Emperor Li's Realm.
"Little girl, don't think too much." Ye Futian stretched out his hand, but Yaya was prepared and dodged it, staring at him.
Little girl?
Ye Futian's hand trembled as he put it down, and he smiled bitterly and shook his head. Seeing him like this, Yaya took another step forward.
Seeing her move, Ye Futian revealed a gentle smile and stretched out his hand again, stroking her hair, and said, "Don't worry about me."
"You learned the art of disguise?" Yaya looked at Ye Futian and asked. Just changing his temperament and training was not enough.
"Yes." Ye Futian nodded, and then his appearance changed. Yaya kept staring at him, and no disguise could be seen. It was as if the person in front of her had really changed.
"What do you think?" Ye Futian returned to his original appearance.
"Even if you can change the world, you still have to go to Emperor Li's Realm to kill Li Yao. Even if you can kill him, how are you going to leave alive?" Yaya asked.
"Who said I'm going to kill Li Yao?" Ye Futian smiled and said, "I'm just going to Emperor Li's Realm to train. I'm not stupid enough to kill Li Yao. Don't worry."
Yaya's eyes were full of disbelief. Training in Emperor Li's Realm?
What kind of excuse was that?
In the Three Thousand Realms of the Great Path, there were places better than Emperor Li's Realm, and there were many. Why did he have to go to Emperor Li's Realm to train?
But since Ye Futian said so, he should know what he was doing.
"If you encounter any danger, remember to tell me." Yaya stared at him for a long time, but in the end, she did not continue to persuade him. Since Ye Futian had made up his mind, it was probably impossible to change it.
"Let's not talk about this. Tomorrow is a new year. Let's celebrate together," Ye Futian said with a smile and pulled Yaya toward the villa.
Not far away, the Little Condor ran in Ye Futian's direction and said, "What are we eating for the New Year? Barbecue?"
"Yes, barbecued condor meat." Ye Futian looked back at the Black Wind Condor and said, "Little Condor, I'm afraid you've eaten too much recently. Your meat is bulging. Can you still fly? Cut some?"
The Little Condor was so scared that its body trembled. Its head shrank instantly, and it looked at Ye Futian with eyes full of grievance.
Don't make such a joke. I'll lose weight!
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