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

Yun Shuirou sighed softly, "I know the old ancestor is wrong, but I am willing to guarantee with my life that I will keep a close watch on him in the future and prevent him from doing evil again. Besides, Bihe Country also needs the power of the old ancestor to stabilize the situation now."

Ye Qian'an looked at Yun Shuirou's determined eyes and hesitated. Finally, he nodded.

"Since Miss Yun said so, I will spare his life. But if he happens again, I will not let him off easily."

Yun Shuirou showed a grateful look and quickly thanked him. "Thank you, Brother Daoist Ye. The whole Bihe Nation will definitely remember your kindness."

Ye Qian'an waved his hand and said, "There's no need to do that. I just hope that Bihe Country will be stable and peaceful in the future." After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Yun Shuirou looked at Ye Qian'an's back, and a complex emotion surged in her heart. She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say it.

"Shut up!"

Yun Tianqiong roared, "I am a great immortal, how can I stay under someone else's control for long? If you don't kill me today, I will wipe out your entire clan someday!"

As the ancestor of the Bihe Kingdom, he always looked down upon all living beings from a high position. He never thought that he would be pinned to the ground and trampled today, let alone that he would be defeated by a young boy.

Such a shame is worse than killing myself!

Upon hearing this, Ye Qian'an paused, turned around slowly, and a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes. "Yun Tianqiong, are you really unrepentant? I wanted to spare your life for Miss Yun's sake, but you are so stubborn."

Yun Shuirou's face changed, and she looked at Yun Tianqiong in a hurry. "Ancestor, don't be stubborn anymore! Fellow Daoist Ye is very tolerant. If you continue like this, it will really bring disaster to Bihe Country."

Yun Tianqiong snorted coldly, his face full of stubbornness. "Hmph, I have lived a glorious life, how can I accept such humiliation. Today it's either him or me who will die!" As he spoke, he once again forcibly mobilized his spiritual power. Although the injuries on his body made him extremely painful, the madness in his eyes did not diminish at all.

Ye Qian'an shook his head, "Since you are so determined, I will no longer show mercy." He raised the sword in his hand again, with a flash of light, ready to give Yun Tianqiong a fatal blow.

At this moment, Yun Shuirou suddenly stood in front of Yun Tianqiong. "Fellow Daoist Ye, please give the ancestor another chance! I will definitely make him reform." Her eyes were full of pleading.

Ye Qian'an looked at Yun Shuirou with some reluctance in his heart. But he also understood that the threat from Yun Tianqiong could not be ignored.

"Miss Yun, why are you doing this? If he does evil again, the consequences will be disastrous."

Yun Shuirou bit her lip and said firmly: "I believe the ancestor will change. Please believe me."

However, this time Ye Qian'an ignored Yun Shuirou and rushed straight forward. The sharp sword light pierced through the void and went through Yun Tianqiong's head, not only shattering his meridians, but also destroying Yun Tianqiong's Nascent Soul.

Yun Tianqiong's body froze instantly, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed. Yun Shuirou's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief and grief.

"Ye Qian'an! Why...why are you so determined?" Yun Shuirou's voice trembled.

Ye Qian'an's face was grim, and he slowly retracted his sword. "He is beyond redemption. Keeping him here will only bring disaster to more people. I can't ignore countless lives just because I am soft-hearted."

Yun Shuirou burst into tears. She looked at Yun Tianqiong, who was already lifeless, and her heart was filled with pain and helplessness.

"But he is the ancestor of Bihe Country after all. What will Bihe Country do if you do this?"

Ye Qian'an put one hand behind his back and said calmly, "In the world of cultivation, the weak are always prey to the strong. Miss Yun Shuirou, we will never meet again."

After saying that, Ye Qian'an turned around and walked away. The cultivators on both sides avoided him as much as possible, fearing that this evil star would kill them as well. Yun Zhonghe never showed up, perhaps he was at a critical moment, otherwise, if the ancestor was killed, he would definitely help.

Watching Ye Qian'an's departing back, Yun Shuirou bit her lips lightly and said subconsciously, "Daoyou...are we really going to never see each other again?"

...............

Xiniu Hezhou, Shenxuanzong.

Inside the magnificent palace.

Zhou Yuyan, the young master of the Shenxuan Sect, was a little annoyed: "It's been more than 80 years, and Ye Qian'an hasn't come back yet. Could he have died in the outside world?"

Zhou Yuyan glared with anger. He couldn't wait to kill Ye Qi and take over his body.

Zhou Tianwu, the leader of the Shenxuan Sect, took a sip of tea, sat upright on a chair, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Ye Qian'an is not that easy to kill. When he returns to the Shenxuan Sect, your father will definitely help you obtain his body."

Zhou Yuyan said angrily: "Father, if Ye Qian'an has not grown to the level of a scattered immortal, then... "

Zhou Tianwu put down the teacup in his hand in an elegant and easy-going manner, shrugged his shoulders, and continued: "Don't worry, Yan'er, your father has a hundred ways to make Ye Qian'an die in fear!"

“Even if the other party hasn’t broken through to the Loose Immortal Realm, he must have been at the peak of the Great Vehicle Realm, or the Thunder Tribulation Realm. Then, won’t you be able to reap the benefits?”

Zhou Yuyan's expression eased slightly after hearing his father's words, but the anger in his eyes was still there. "Humph, then Ye Qian'an better not make me wait too long, I will make him wish he could neither live nor die."

Eighty years passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhou Yuyan was obviously impatient to wait. Even though he was the young master of the Shenxuan Sect, his cultivation had only improved to the early Mahayana stage over the years.

Therefore, Zhou Yuyan couldn't wait to obtain Ye Qian'an's body to help himself break through the shackles of life.

Zhou Tianwu turned around and asked, "Yan'er, how is Nalan Xue's matter going?"

"Humph!" Zhou Yuyan snorted coldly: "That bitch has returned to the empire, but Wang Teng is still training in the sect."

"Wang Teng..."

Zhou Tianwu narrowed his eyes and said, "I remember now. Wang Teng should be from the Qingxuan Sect, right?"

"Yes."

Wang Teng has been staying here for eighty years. Although his talent is not as good as Zhou Yuyan's, he has already broken through to the early stage of Mahayana. With a magic weapon, he can give it a try even if he is in the middle stage of Mahayana.

Not only that, Wang Teng also formed a dual cultivation partner with his maid Cui Ling, which is also incredible.

"Yan'er, you can make good use of Wang Teng. Try to use his hand to get rid of your enemy. Then we can just treat him as a discarded pawn."

"Besides, those old guys didn't dare to say anything."

Thinking of this, Zhou Yuyan also laughed, with a cunning look in his eyes, as if he had already figured out how to deal with Ye Qian'an, the bastard. (End of this chapter)