Junior sister slandered me, the Drunken Swordsman, I cut through the gate of heaven with one sword

Ye Qian stood quietly in the wilderness, his eyes slightly closed, trying to capture the ethereal breath of heaven. His mind gradually immersed, as if he had merged with the entire world.

Everything around him became extremely clear; the flow of the wind, the swaying of the grass, the changes of the clouds, every subtle change was within his perception.

Ye Qian'an began to think about the essence of Heaven. Is it the law of the universe? Is it the law of all things? Or is it a mysterious force beyond human understanding?

He recalled the ancient books he had read, and the ancient wisdom flashed in his mind.

"The laws of nature are unpredictable, yet they are also constant."

This sentence kept echoing in his mind. Ye Qian'an gradually understood that the way of heaven is not immutable, but contains eternal laws in constant change.

He tried to let go of the distracting thoughts in his mind and let his soul be like a calm lake, reflecting the true appearance of the world.

At this moment, he seemed to see the vastness and mystery of the universe, and the cycle and continuity of life.

However, the road to understanding the Way of Heaven is not smooth. Ye Qian'an often falls into confusion and bewilderment. Sometimes he feels that he has touched the edge of the Way of Heaven, but loses his direction in an instant.

But Ye Qian'an did not give up. Every setback made him more determined in his beliefs.

As the days passed, Ye Qian'an continued to explore and gain insights in the wilderness.

He talked with nature and communicated with the stars, trying to draw the power of heaven from this vast universe.

half a month later.

Ye Qian'an opened his eyes from his training, raised his head, looked at the stars, and murmured, "I see, it seems that I have improved."

At this time, Ye Qian'an's cultivation had already broken through to the late stage of the fusion realm. Now he was only one step away from breaking through to the Mahayana realm. By then, if he could break through the thunder tribulation, he would be able to enter the threshold of the scattered immortal again.

Although he didn't know whether he could succeed, since he had already come this far, Ye Qian'an naturally would not give up.

Returning to Huawuguo Country, the city was still as peaceful and tranquil as usual.

When he arrived at the tailor shop, Ye Qian'an vaguely heard a child crying. When he stopped, he saw Jiang's father holding a newborn baby in the shop.

Ye Qian'an was a little curious, so he walked in and asked, "Is this your son?"

When Father Jiang saw Ye Qian'an, he immediately raised his head and said with a smile: "Brother Ye, you are finally back. I thought you had left Hua Wuguo Country."

"No, I went out to buy some things and was delayed on the way, so I came back late."

Father Jiang nodded and smiled, "Let me introduce you. This is my son, Jiang Chen, Xichen's younger brother."

"Since you left, your sister-in-law got pregnant unexpectedly. Without Xichen's company, we decided to raise him and let him take over the store in the future."

Father Jiang stroked his son's cheek and spoke kindly.

After all, they are all mortals, and sometimes they still need someone to take care of them in their old age. Otherwise, they will end up living alone when they get old.

Father Jiang raised his head and said, "Brother Ye, Chen'er's full moon banquet will be held in half a month, remember to come and drink."

Ye Qian'an nodded, walked over, and put his fingers on Jiang Chen's wrist. However, Ye Qian'an did not feel any spiritual roots on his body, which meant that this kid was not suitable to become an immortal.

Maybe this is fate. Back in his shop, Ye Qian'an started selling wine as usual. Most of the people who came every day were old customers, and they were very fond of the fine wine here.

Before we knew it, a year had passed in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Xichen has also completed his studies and returned home.

However, before Jiang Xichen stepped into the house, she saw unfamiliar faces at home, and a hint of sadness appeared on her face.

Sure enough, what the master said was right.

After all, mortals and cultivators cannot stay together forever.

Jiang Xichen was wearing a moon-white robe with wide sleeves and a tight fit that trailed on the ground. Her slender waist was tied with a light silver belt, which perfectly showed off her slender waist.

Occasionally, her graceful curves are highlighted, and when comparing their figures, she seems to be no less attractive than Lin Qiaoer.

Her jade hands are like catkins, her skin is like gelatin, her eyebrows are slender, and her charming smile reveals a touch of delicacy and indifference from thousands of miles away.

A pair of green jade pendants hung between her delicate earlobes. As the jade pendants swayed, they made a slight tinkling sound, like the moving music played by mountain springs and rocks.

Over the past ten years, she has transformed from a savage girl into a mature woman with a refined temperament.

Jiang Xichen did not return home. She knew in her heart that her father and mother had already gotten over the sadness of her departure. If she came back, she would probably make them suffer again.

She originally wanted to return to Qingyun Sect, but suddenly thought of Brother Ye next door. With a nervous heart, she walked towards the tavern.

Jiang Xichen didn't know how Brother Ye was doing now, whether he had aged a lot, or had already married and had children...

After all, the lifespan of mortals is no more than a hundred years, and they exist in this world to pass on their family line.

Jiang Xichen pursed his immature lips and walked into the tavern.

The furnishings of the tavern were still exactly the same as before she left. Memories of the past flooded into Jiang Xichen's mind, making her eyes moist.

Jiang Xichen looked around but didn't see Ye Qian'an. He couldn't help but raise his head and called softly, "Is the boss here?"

Ye Qian'an walked in from the backyard and saw Jiang Xichen in the tavern at a glance. At this time, he had already recognized Jiang Xichen, the little girl who left here ten years ago to practice in Qingyun Sect.

"It's been ten years, Xichen, you're finally back."

Jiang Xichen also noticed that Ye Qi'an looked much older, and his eyes became wet unconsciously. He walked over, hugged Ye Qi'an gently, and said in a choked voice: "Brother Ye, I'm back."

Ye Qian'an gently stroked Jiang Xichen's hair. He hadn't seen her for ten years. The little girl back then had now grown into a graceful young lady.

In addition to his identity as a cultivator, Jiang Xichen carries an invisible aura that makes people unable to stop.

At the same time, Ye Qian'an had already sensed that the other party had already broken through to the initial stage of foundation building. In ten years, he had gone from being a disciple with no spiritual power to breaking through to the foundation building stage. In fact, he was already considered a genius.

After all, Jiang Xichen is only in his teens now.

Breaking through the foundation building stage in his teens is considered a genius among cultivators, but it is not a genius. To be a genius, one must at least reach the late stage of foundation building. (End of this chapter)