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

Qingxuan Sect, Xiaozhu Peak.

The moonlight was like water, gently sprinkling on the tranquil lakeside. The lake surface was like a huge silver mirror, reflecting the bright moon, as if all the brilliance between heaven and earth gathered here.

A breeze blew by, and ripples appeared on the surface of the lake. The moon shadow swayed with it, looking hazy like a dream.

The weeping willows by the lake are like graceful women dancing softly under the moonlight. The leaves rustle as if they are humming an ancient nocturne.

In the bushes by the lake, fireflies flickered like stars falling to the earth. They intertwined with the moonlight, creating a mysterious and romantic atmosphere.

In the distance, the outlines of the mountains are looming in the moonlight, like silent guardians, quietly gazing at this beautiful lake.

The lake water gently laps against the shore, making a pleasant sound.

A small boat appeared in the middle of the lake and slowly drifted forward.

Lin Xuezhu looked at the carefree Ye Qian'an in front of her, a smile flashed across her delicate face, and she tidied up her black hair by her ears with her little hands and said:
"Even after sixty years, Master is still as carefree and uninhibited as before."

Ye Qian'an smiled heartily, leaned against the bow, stretched himself and said, "I have been a mortal for sixty years and have gained a lot of insights. Now I am tasting the fine wine of Qingxuan Sect again. It is really refreshing."

Lin Xuezhu sat beside Ye Qian'an, pursed her immature lips, and asked, "Uncle Master, when are you going to leave this time?"

"In a year."

Ye Qian'an replied.

It has been sixty years since he left the Shenxuan Sect. Originally, he could go to the Qingxuan Sect to visit his relatives because of his status as a genius. However, if he did not go back, he would be directly expelled from the Shenxuan Sect, and even the Chihuo League would be in danger.

Ye Qian'an took the wine gourd and tasted it with relish. He then exhaled a deep breath and said, "This time when I leave, I plan to take you with me to the Shenxuan Sect."

"Take me with you?"

Lin Xuezhu was stunned for a moment and looked at the uncle in front of him. His star-like eyes also revealed a solemn look at this moment.

When she thought of Xiaozhufeng of Qingxuan Sect, she became depressed. After all, she was the one taking care of Xiaozhufeng for so many years, and her own strength had also improved from the original Nascent Soul stage to the middle stage of Return to Void.

Although he is not too strong in East Lingnan Province, at least within the sect, he can teach his disciples to practice immortal arts.

Lin Xuezhu exhaled deeply and said, "Uncle Master... I'm afraid I can't go to Shenxuan Sect with you..."

"Why?"

Ye Qianan sat up and said puzzledly: "The Shenxuan Sect has abundant spiritual power and a small amount of immortal power. If you can go, I can take you directly to the inner courtyard to practice."

Lin Xuezhu lowered her head slightly, with a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

"Uncle Master, Xiaozhu Peak is more than just a mountain to me. Here are the plants and trees that I planted with my own hands, and the laughter of the disciples I taught.

I watched them grow from ignorant children to responsible cultivators. This place carries too many memories and responsibilities for me."

Her voice was soft but firm, like the breeze by the lake, not strong but with its own direction.

Ye Qian'an was silent for a moment, looking at the determined Lin Xuezhu in front of him, and sighed deeply: "I understand your concern, but Shenxuan Sect can indeed give you better cultivation resources and opportunities. But since you have made up your mind, I will not force it."

He looked at the tranquil lake again, the moonlight sprinkled on his face, reflecting a touch of melancholy. "Xuezhu, you should practice well in Qingxuan Sect. If you change your mind one day, come to me at any time. I will wait for you in Shenxuan Sect." Lin Xuezhu nodded gently, with gratitude in his eyes. "Uncle Master, don't worry. I will protect Xiaozhu Peak and continue to practice hard. I wish you all the best in Shenxuan Sect."

The boat floated gently on the lake. Under the moonlight, the figures of the two people seemed to blend into the beautiful lakeside.

The breeze is still there, the lake is still there, and the fireflies are still flickering, as if witnessing this story about choice and perseverance.

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The next morning, the golden rooster crows.

Ye Qian'an originally wanted to meet his master Leng Qianning, but Di Junwan told him that Leng Qianning had left Qingxuan Sect ten years ago, reportedly in order to become a mortal and comprehend the Way of Heaven.

Thus breaking through the realm of the Thunder Tribulation Period.

Ye Qian'an stopped talking after hearing that. After all, his master's strength was second only to his own. Perhaps within a hundred years, he would have a chance to break through from the original Thunder Tribulation Realm to the Loose Immortal Stage.

However, just as he was about to return to the Shenxuan Sect, Dijun Wan also took out a letter from her storage ring and handed it to him, saying, "Here, this is the letter your master left before he left. He said that you can tear it up after you come back."

Ye Qian'an was somewhat curious about what his master had left behind, so he took the letter handed to him by Uncle Dijun Wan and tore open the brown paper on the envelope.

“Qian, when you see this letter, you may have already come out of retreat, but I have something to worry about, so I have to leave Qingxuan and seek the approval of the Heavenly Dao.

If successful, Master will enter the realm of Loose Immortals, so he will leave the sect early and become a mortal. "

"If I fail, I may die, or I may never be able to break through to become a Sanxian in this lifetime. It all depends on God's will."

"After you come out of seclusion, go to the Sword Tomb. The elders inside will arrange for you to meet someone, Wu Nian, Leng Qianning..."

Looking at the letter in his hand, Ye Qian'an sighed, then carefully put the letter away, turned around and looked at his uncle Di Junwan with a flushed face.

"Uncle Master, I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first."

Before Di Junwan could open her mouth to speak, Ye Qian'an turned around and disappeared out of thin air.

Dijun Wan pouted, stepped hard on the ground with her right foot, and said angrily: "Little An An, no matter what, I am still your uncle, you can't treat me like this."

"Hmph, I won't pay attention to you. Without the thousand-year-old peach blossom wine, I won't forgive you..."

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Qingxuan Sect Sword Tomb.

Many elders had been waiting for a long time at this moment. After seeing Ye Qian'an appearing here out of nowhere, the elders on each stone pillar showed a relieved smile on their faces.

I really envy my senior sister for being able to accept such a talented and beautiful person.

In just a few decades, he has grown to an unimaginable level. If he is given enough time, wouldn't he be able to become the strongest being in the world?

Ye Qian'an did not act arrogantly because of his strong strength. As usual, he bowed slightly to the many elders in front of him and said, "My boy Ye Qian'an, I meet all the uncles."

The great elder walked over and said with a look of satisfaction: "I didn't expect that after so many years of separation, my nephew has grown to this point." (End of this chapter)