Emperor Li summoned the Imperial Advisor, King Tiandao, Prince Regent, King White, and others to discuss the matter. The rest of the people were ready to leave.
Li Yao walked toward Yan Yuan and Ye Futian, then smiled and said, "Seventh Swordsman, if you had agreed just now, you would have to call me brother from now on."
"Please forgive me, Your Highness," Ye Futian said.
Li Yao shook his head and said, "Since you have feelings for Master's daughter, I won't blame you. Moreover, Li Xiao is naughty and mischievous. If you really agree, I'm afraid there will be trouble."
The Seventh Swordsman was a proud man, and he had been at loggerheads with Li Xiao the first time they met. If Li Xiao were to marry the Seventh Swordsman, it would be … scary to think about it, and the couple would probably start fighting.
Ye Futian did not say much. Yan Yuan, who was standing beside him, said, "Your Highness, His Majesty and the master will need some time to discuss some matters. We will take our leave now."
"I'll see you off, brother," said Li Yao.
"Your Highness, please wait a moment," Yan Yuan said politely. Then, they turned around and left.
Li Yao looked at Ye Futian's back, and a thought came to his mind. Ye Futian of Emperor Xia's Realm was also unparalleled in the Battle of Empty Realm, and no one in the Battle of Empty Realm could fight him.
Now, Emperor Li's Realm also had a peerless figure like the Seventh Swordsman. If the two of them appeared on the battlefield, who would win?
The news he received recently was about Ye Futian.
If Li Yao knew that the two people he compared were actually the same person, how would he feel?
Of course, they were two completely different people. Ye Futian was good with the halberd, while the Seventh Swordsman was good with the sword. Li Yao had been in close contact with Ye Futian several times, and their auras were completely different. No matter how smart Li Yao was, he would not think that the two of them were the same person. He would not even think that way.
Who would inexplicably associate two completely different people with the same person?
After Ye Futian and the others left the palace, it was said that Li Xiao flew into a rage in her bedchamber and threatened to kill the Seventh Swordsman. How dare he humiliate her like this? Father had personally bestowed a marriage to her, and yet he had rejected it openly. Did he think that she was not good enough for him? She had heard that the daughter of the State Preceptor was suffering from a serious illness. She could not see and often needed to sleep.
His heart belongs to someone? Was he saying that she was inferior to a half-dead person? If this wasn't humiliation, then what was?
Of course, she was the daughter of the State Preceptor after all. These words could not be said even though they knew it in their hearts. No one dared to mention it during the morning assembly. It was fine as long as they understood it.
The people in the Princess's Residence were trembling with fear, but the people in the Royal Palace were just enjoying the show. Li Xiao's fuss was over, but if the Seventh Swordsman really did agree to marry her, given her personality, she would probably make a fuss all the same.
Ye Futian didn't even hear about it, so he naturally didn't care what Li Xiao thought.
…
In the royal palace of Emperor Xia's Realm, the Black Wind Condor was tortured.
On the mountain behind the villa where the Cottage was located, the Sword Saint stood quietly by the cliff. His black robe fluttered in the wind.
Behind him, a figure walked over and shouted, "What is Eldest Senior Brother thinking about?"
It was the third disciple of the Cottage, Gu Dongliu.
"It's been nineteen years," the Sword Saint said, seeming somewhat baffled.
However, Gu Dongliu understood. He walked to the Sword Saint and nodded. "Nineteen years."
In the 1004th year of the Divine Prefecture Calendar, the peerless Princess Donghuang came to the Book Mountain of the Eastern Barren Territory and took away Mr. Du of the Cottage.
Today was the 10023rd year of the Divine Prefecture Calendar. It had been nineteen years.
Others might not understand what the Sword Saint meant, but Gu Dongliu certainly did.
Too many things had happened in the past 19 years. They stood at a height that they didn't even dare to imagine before. They had also experienced countless hardships and even wandered on the edge of life and death several times to get to where they were today.
Even so, they still felt that there was a long way to go.
The Sword Saint looked up at the sky and said, "Dongliu, how high do you think the sky is?"
The Lower World looked up at the sky, and the Upper World looked up at the sky.
How high was the sky?
"Limitless," Gu Dongliu said.
"How high can we go?" the Sword Saint asked again.
"And the heart is limitless," Gu Dongliu said again.
Hearing Gu Dongliu's words, the Sword Saint nodded with a smile. The sky was limitless, the heart was limitless, and the path was limitless.
Someone once said that his talent was ordinary, but his state of mind was extraordinary. He could witness history.
He didn't care whether he could witness history or not. What he cared about was when he could see his teacher and fulfill his wish with his teacher.
However, all this seemed too far away. The more he thought about it, the more unreachable it seemed.
"Dongliu, I'm going to become a Saint," the Sword Saint said.
Gu Dongliu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay."
Had the Eldest Brother already broken through that level?
Since the Eldest Brother said he was going to become a Saint, then he would naturally become a Saint. Gu Dongliu had no doubt that even at this moment, he was still not a Saint.
The Sword Saint smiled and stretched out his hand. Suddenly, the mighty demonic might turned into a demonic blade. The demonic might around them tumbled and gathered on his body, roaring between heaven and earth.
"Even if it's limitless, I still want to chase after it." The Sword Saint took a step forward and soared into the sky with the demonic blade in his hand. Even more powerful demonic might tumbled and roared, merging into the blade. The demonic blade swallowed and spat out terrifying blade aurora. The entire villa was shrouded in a layer of might.
In the villa, many people looked up at the sky. Yaya, the Glass Saint, the Village Chief, they all looked up at the Sword Saint in the void sky. They saw him soaring up as if he wanted to see how high the sky was.
"Eldest Brother." Zhuge Mingyue, Luo Fan, Yi Xiaoshi, and Beitang Xing 'er also saw the Sword Saint and looked up at the sky.
They saw the Sword Saint going higher and higher, but the demonic might was also getting stronger.
Even higher up in the sky, the weather changed, and the light of catastrophe shone. It was like the end of the world.
The sky had changed.
"Catastrophe." The hearts of the people in the villa trembled and rippled.
"Eldest Brother is going to go through the catastrophe of the Divine Path."
Zhuge Mingyue stretched out her slender hand and brushed her long hair away from her forehead. Her eyes were exceptionally clear and bright as she looked at the void sky.
Saint.
A Saint would appear among the disciples of the Cottage.
In the future, the Eldest Brother would truly be the Sword Saint.
If the Master could see this day, he would definitely be very happy.
Other than the Eldest Brother, Dongliu and the Youngest Brother were also at the peak of the Sage Plane. Sooner or later, they would also take that step, especially the Youngest Brother. His cultivation had already caught up with everyone else. Perhaps he could really fulfill the Master's expectations of him.
"Senior Sister, today is really a good day." Beitang Xing 'er walked behind Zhuge Mingyue and said with a smile.
On the first day of the 10,023rd year of the Divine Prefecture Calendar, the Eldest Brother became a Saint.
It was a pity that the Youngest Brother was not there. Otherwise, he would definitely be happy for the Eldest Brother.
Above the sky, dark clouds covered the sky like a demonic catastrophe. Because everyone's cultivation was different, everyone's catastrophe was different.
The catastrophe of the Sword Saint was far stronger than the catastrophe of Douzhan.
The pressure seemed to be able to crush the Sword Saint.
But the disciples of the Cottage did not doubt whether the Sword Saint could survive this catastrophe. Back when they were cultivating in the Cottage, the Master had said that the Eldest Brother's talent was considered mediocre among the disciples, but every step he took was extremely stable.
Since he was going to go through the catastrophe of the Divine Path, then he must have fulfilled all the conditions.
This would be a matter of course. Even though the catastrophe of the Divine Path might cause some trouble for the Eldest Brother, they believed that he would be absolutely fine.
Above the sky, the Sword Saint's body was still rising, as if he wanted to rush into the catastrophe of the Great Path. The blade in his hand was still shining, and the infinite light of catastrophe fell down.
Accompanied by a terrifying clap of thunder, the tribulation descended.
At the same time, the Sword Saint raised his arm and slashed out, splitting the catastrophe of the Great Path. It was as if the blade could split the sky and the sky.
This scene fiercely impacted the hearts of the crowd.
Then, the catastrophe gathered again. The Sword Saint put down his hand, and the blade dissipated. The light of catastrophe fell, rushing into his body and cleansing it.
Although the catastrophe of the Great Path was dangerous, it was necessary to go through to become a Saint. Only by going through the baptism of the Great Path could one become a complete Saint.
That blade was not to destroy the catastrophe, but to show the Sword Saint's indomitable heart.
Even if it was the Infinite Sky or the Infinite Path, he still wanted to go up and see.
Under the endless light of catastrophe, the Sword Saint stood in the sky like a god. Even many people in the distance of the Villa looked up in that direction, their hearts trembling.
…
In the evening, in the Imperial Advisor's Residence in Emperor Li's Realm, Ye Futian received the news from the Little Condor that the Eldest Brother had become a Saint. He was cultivating when he opened his eyes, revealing a bright smile.
He stood up and looked into the sky.
Finally, a disciple of the Cottage had set foot on the Divine Path.
It was a pity that he was not in the Villa and could not witness this historic moment.
The Eldest Brother had become a Saint, so he could not witness this historic moment.
They would all go to higher places.
"What makes you so happy?" A soft voice came. Ye Futian turned around and saw Feixue. She looked in his direction and said, "I can feel your excitement from far away."
"Of course, it's something happy," Ye Futian said with a smile.
"Really? I heard that His Majesty wanted to marry the princess to you at the court meeting today. If that's the case, you don't have to refuse," Feixue said with a smile. "And when did you fall in love with me?"
"Uh …" Ye Futian looked embarrassed.
Feixue smiled carelessly. She could sense emotions, so she knew that Ye Futian had never fallen in love with her.
Otherwise, he would not have been able to hide it from her.
"Why did you refuse His Majesty's offer of marriage? Do you really have someone you love?" Feixue asked with a smile. She suddenly wanted to find out what Ye Futian was thinking. It must be interesting.
When Ye Futian heard Feixue's question, he felt a little pain in his heart. Even though it had been years, every time he thought about it, his heart still ached.
Feixue's smile disappeared. She suddenly hated her bad taste. She lowered her head slightly and said softly, "I'm sorry."
She knew that she had asked something she shouldn't have.
"It has nothing to do with you," Ye Futian said with a smile. He naturally knew that Feixue did not mean it.
"Then you'd better think about the happy thing just now. I'm leaving," Feixue said softly. Then she turned around and walked away. She seemed to be worried that her presence here would affect Ye Futian's mood.
Ye Futian looked at her back and shook his head with a bitter smile. Since he had brought it up, how could he let it go so quickly?
However, the news of the Eldest Brother becoming a Saint still made him happy from the bottom of his heart!
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