#259 - Go, invite Mr. Xu to have a drink.

"If on the day of the Zixia Ceremony, you and Qin Qingwan were both about to die, and you could only save one, who would you save?"

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Wu Yanhan stared directly into Xu Ming's eyes, waiting for Xu Ming's answer.

This couldn't help but remind Xu Ming of a fatal question from his previous life—if I and your mother fell into the water at the same time, who would you save?

Faced with the question of his wife and mother falling into the water, he could still parry it with the answer, "Aren't you a good swimmer?"

But now, it seemed a little difficult.

"I would save both of you," Xu Ming thought for a moment and said, "I wouldn't let either of you have the slightest accident."

Xu Ming chose a safe, all-purpose answer.

"It's been more than half a year since we last met. When did your tone become so grand?" Wu Yanhan turned her head and said softly, "You're just a small cultivator."

Xu Ming smiled: "Not just a cultivator, but also a martial artist."

"Yes, yes, yes, also a martial artist, but when the time comes and you really have to give up one path, which path would you give up?" Wu Yanhan stared into Xu Ming's eyes, waiting for Xu Ming's answer.

Xu Ming: "."

"You should give up the path of the martial artist, right?"

Wu Yanhan said with a smile.

Wu Yanhan rarely smiled.

Now, in her smile, there seemed to be a hint of sadness.

"Actually, I also hope that you give up the path of the martial artist. Since you can cultivate, and your talent is not low, why insist on taking the path of the martial artist, which is very likely to be a dead end?

Flying with a sword, reaching the heavens and the earth, eternal immortality, glimpsing longevity.

This is what many people dream of.

Xu Ming:

I have no spiritual root; I cannot cultivate.

I may not necessarily be able to walk out of this dead end.

My life, perhaps, will only last three hundred years at most.

I will eventually grow old.

When I am old and withered, Xu Ming, you will still be as you are now.

This is the biggest difference between immortals and mortals."

A gentle breeze slowly blew through the courtyard. The leaves in the courtyard rustled in the wind. The breeze carried the scent of soil and the faint fragrance of the young girl, surrounding the entire courtyard.

The young girl's light纱 clung tightly to her graceful figure.

Her hair fluttered gently, blending with the night, like black waves, but revealing a soft luster under the starlight.

"There are no immortals and mortals in this world, only people," Xu Ming slowly said after a long silence. "I will not give up the path of the martial artist. I will continue to walk down it. If the path of the martial artist is really a dead end, then we will forge a path out of it."

"Heh, heh, heh..." Wu Yanhan chuckled, her eyes filled with tears.

It was the first time Xu Ming had seen Wu Yanhan smile so brightly, so beautifully.

"I walk the path of the martial artist, what does it have to do with you? Why are you accompanying me? Could it be..." Wu Yanhan gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, stood up, and lightly tapped Xu Ming's forehead, her expression surprisingly girlish, "Are you my husband?"

Xu Ming: "."

"Alright, it's enough for me to walk this path alone. There's no need for a sword immortal who can dominate the world to accompany me."

Just as Xu Ming was about to say something, Wu Yanhan reached out her finger and gently pressed it against Xu Ming's lips: "Speaking of which, didn't you just say that you owed me a favor? I've thought of how you can repay me.

A hundred years later.

Don't come to see me."

"Why?" Xu Ming asked.

"Silly," Wu Yanhan said in her heart, looking at his foolish appearance.

"There's no why."

With that, Wu Yanhan said no more and turned to walk back to her room.

Because.

I don't want you to see me when I'm old.

"Father."

On the main peak of Tianxuan Sect, Xia Donghua arrived at Xia He's courtyard.

"How is the matter I asked you to do?" Xia Donghua slowly opened his eyes, looking at his son.

Around Xia Donghua, circles of blood energy swirled.

Within the blood energy, there was also a kind of blackness entwined.

"Reporting to Father, I have already had people block off the entire Tianxuan Sect. They disguised themselves as disciples of the Demon Sect. Anyone who wants to leave the Tianxuan Sect will be ambushed.

Then, I had people spread the news within the sect, saying that Demon Sect disciples were lying in ambush around the Tianxuan Sect, waiting to cause trouble during the Zixia Ceremony. Our Tianxuan Sect will conduct a cleanup of the Tianxuan Sect's periphery after the Zixia Ceremony.

Now, the vast majority of cultivators dare not leave the Tianxuan Sect."

"Very good." Xia He nodded in satisfaction, very pleased with his son's actions. "There's also one more thing. Have you been paying attention to the one I asked you to look out for? Have any men and women left together? What happened to those people?"

Xia Donghua thought for a moment: "Any men and women who left together, as long as we could find them, we used spells to search their souls. After the soul search, all of those people died. There were no survivors, especially sword cultivators. We paid even more attention to them, but it seems we didn't find the couple you mentioned, Father."

Xia He frowned: "This means that the couple is still in the sect."

"Continue to investigate! Especially investigate those sword cultivators currently in the Tianxuan Sect, and also those disciples of the Wanjian Sect! They are the most suspicious. Keep a close eye on them all!" Xia He ordered, "Also, Wangxuan's side too. Pay attention to every move of these Tian Wangxuan people. Our grand plan cannot have the slightest disturbance!"

"Yes!" Xia Donghua nodded heavily.

Xia Donghua's eyes shifted. After thinking for a moment, he finally spoke: "Father, there is one thing that this child feels needs to be said to Father."

Xia He: "Just speak directly. There's no need to beat around the bush."

Xia Donghua: "According to the disciples who carried out the ambush, someone from the Wu Kingdom left the Tianxuan Sect. It was a pair of women, one older and one younger, escorted by five hundred Dragon-Leopard Iron Cavalry. They originally tried to ambush them, but there was a Yuanyou Realm martial artist escorting them, so their ambush failed."

"One older and one younger... Are they sword cultivators?" Xia He asked.

"No."

Xia Donghua shook his head.

"The older woman is Wu Yanhan, the princess of the Wu Kingdom's, personal guard, and the younger girl is only eight or nine years old. She is someone close to Xu Ming. Furthermore, according to the people this child deployed, on that very day, Wangxuan went to find Xu Ming.

This child is thinking, with the Zixia Ceremony imminent, why would Xu Ming send away the little girl by his side? And why would he need five hundred iron cavalry and a Yuanyou Realm martial artist to escort her?

And why would it be such a coincidence that Wangxuan would go to find him.

Xu Ming also happens to be a sword cultivator.

Could it be that Xu Ming knows something."

"."

Xia He stroked his beard, pondering deeply.

"Go, invite that Young Master Xu for a drink."