The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

Meng Wan listened with fascination, nodded from time to time, with admiration in her eyes.

"When Brother Zixuan was at the fifth level of Qi Refining, he could kill an opponent at the seventh level of Qi Refining?"

"That is the sword technique that my brother practices..."

At this point, Shen Zihan swallowed the words back and said vaguely, "Anyway, you just need to know that my brother's swordsmanship is very powerful."

Meng Wan became more and more envious. If she had the chance, she would definitely pry the secret sword skills out of the Shen family!

On the other side, after Shen Yi called Shen Zixuan into the tent, his expression became serious.

"Zixuan, how is your training going?"

"Uncle, my nephew is stupid and still lingers in the Qi training stage..."

Shen Zixuan said with some shame.

Shen Yi waved his hand, speaking in a gentle tone.

"Zixuan, you are talented and hardworking, it won't be long before you can break through to the foundation-building stage.

That Zhang Wan'er is the person you found to sharpen your swordsmanship, right?"

Shen Zixuan hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Yes."

"So how do you feel about her now?"

Shen Yi's eyes flashed and he asked with concern.

Shen Zixuan was a little embarrassed, but under the caring gaze of his uncle, he finally expressed his feelings for Meng Wan.

"She is...very important. I would rather get hurt than have her get hurt."

After listening to this, Shen Yi was not angry, but burst into laughter.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Shen Yi said three good words in a row, "Zixuan, you finally got it! At this point, you can almost start building your foundation."

Shen Zixuan's heart moved, and he vaguely guessed something, "Uncle San, what you mean is..."

"Not bad!"

Shen Yi's eyes gleamed, "The key to my Shen family's swordsmanship lies in the word 'love'! You need to experience unforgettable love, and then when the love is the strongest..."

Shen Yi leaned close to Shen Zixuan's ear and whispered a few words, and Shen Zixuan's face suddenly turned pale.

"Uncle San, does it have to be now?"

"Zixuan, I know this is cruel to you, but for the sake of the family and your future, you must make sacrifices!"

Shen Yi said in a deep voice, "Back then, your third uncle also went through this. He understands your pain and struggle."

Shen Zixuan was silent, his heart was like a raging sea, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

He had known long ago that he would experience this when he chose to take this step.

But I didn't expect that this step would be so difficult.

On one side is his beloved woman, and on the other side is the honor of his family and his own future. How should he choose?

Shen Yi looked at his nephew's painful expression and felt a little bit reluctant.

He had experienced it all and knew the pain deeply. Some of his tribesmen could not bear the pain and went mad.

So he did not force Shen Zixuan, but just patted him on the shoulder and spoke slowly.

“Zixuan, if you use my Shen family swordsmanship to kill your loved ones, you can forge a more advanced ruthless foundation than the ordinary foundation without the need for foundation-building pills.

This ruthless foundation implies the ruthlessness of the great way. It will be easier to practice in the future, and the combat power will far exceed that of cultivators of the same level..."

Shen Zixuan raised his head suddenly, and a trace of struggle and... intention flashed in his eyes.

The tent was completely silent, save for the sound of his slightly heavy breathing.

Shen Zixuan's face was pale, his lips trembled slightly, and his clenched fists turned bluish white due to excessive force.

Third Uncle's words echoed in his ears like a spell.

"Killing the one you love with the Shen family swordsmanship can forge a more advanced ruthless foundation than the ordinary foundation..."

These words were full of temptation to him, yet they also made him feel extremely fearful and resistant.

He loved Meng Wan deeply and was even willing to give up many things for her.

But the ruthless foundation is also what he pursues!

Shen Yi looked at his nephew struggling in pain, and his heart was filled with emotion.

He knew how cruel this path was because he himself had once killed the woman he loved with his own hands.

Only by taking this step and building a ruthless foundation, can you look back and see through the word love.

"Zixuan," Shen Yi's voice was low and hoarse, "You don't have to rush to make a decision. I know this is cruel to you, and you still have time to think about it."

Shen Yi patted his shoulder and said, “This time the ancient cultivator’s cave is opened. It is full of dangers, but it also contains great opportunities.

We will take Zhang Wan'er in and wait until the right time..."

He paused and didn't continue, but Shen Zixuan already understood what he meant.

"Uncle San, I..."

Shen Zixuan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

"Go, Zixuan," Shen Yi said with a hint of unquestionable majesty in his tone.

"For the sake of your family and your future, you must make a choice.

Remember, you are the hope of the Shen family, and you cannot be trapped by personal relationships!"

Shen Zixuan took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and bowed deeply to Shen Yi.

"Zixuan understands and will definitely live up to Uncle San's expectations!"

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the tent, his back looking desolate and lonely.

Shen Yi looked at his nephew's departing back, a complex look flashed across his eyes, with regret and reluctance, but more of it was determination.

He knew that once he embarked on this path, there would be no turning back.

Shen Zixuan walked out of his uncle's tent with his mind in a mess.

He looked at another tent not far away, his heart filled with pain and struggle.

"Wan'er, how should I choose?"

Shen Zixuan wandered outside the tent for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage and walked towards Meng Wan's tent.

"Wan'er, can I come in?"

His voice was low and had a barely perceptible tremor.

"come in."

Meng Wan's voice came from the tent, as gentle as ever, but it made Shen Zixuan's heart even heavier.

He drew aside the curtain and saw Meng Wan sitting cross-legged on a cushion, apparently practicing.

Hearing the noise, she opened her eyes and looked at Shen Zixuan with clear eyes, with a hint of inquiry.

"Brother Zixuan, you seem to be worried, but what trouble have you encountered?"

Meng Wan noticed that he looked strange and asked with concern.

Shen Zixuan forced a smile, walked over to sit beside her, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

He looked at the familiar face in front of him, feeling mixed emotions.

"Wan'er..."

Shen Zixuan's voice was hoarse and filled with pain, "I..."

He stood up suddenly, pulled Meng Wan into his arms, and hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

Meng Wan was caught off guard and startled by his sudden action. She instinctively wanted to push him away, but he hugged her even tighter.

"Brother Zixuan, you hurt me..."

Meng Wan struggled, with a hint of panic in her tone.

"Wan'er, let me hug you tightly. I'm so afraid of losing you..."

Shen Zixuan's voice rang in her ears, with a hint of despair and madness, "Wan'er, can I?"

Meng Wan raised her eyebrows in amusement. What had happened to Shen Zixuan that made him behave like this?