Xiao Shun knew much more than he let on.
However, he did not tell Song Ling’er everything to avoid worrying her.
Xiao Shun and Song Ling’er’s master decided to send them to a martial school to train. The first reason was to enhance Song Ling’er’s abilities, and the second was their premonition that He Guantian was not an easy foe to deal with.
On the other hand, unexpectedly, the wooden box He Guantian held turned out to be their sect’s treasure, the “Azure Sea Mystical Lotus,” about the size of a basketball. It was unclear where he had obtained it from, as it appeared unremarkable.
After taking out the wooden box, the elder chanted a spell to release the three seals on it and then promptly lifted the lid.
Instantly, a faint blue light burst forth from inside the box.
He Guantian’s cultivation level rose once again, and this time he was determined not to let Xiao Shun off.
With this thought, he anxiously blurted out, “Xiao Shun actually dared to deceive me, now it’s my turn to counterattack! While he’s still in Xiangjiang, let’s capture him together!”
Before he could finish his sentence, a voice from the black orb in his eyes spoke, “Rest assured, with me here, Xiao Shun is nothing.”
The next day, to ambush Xiao Shun, He Guantian’s followers arrived in the dense forest. Unfortunately, they were no match for Xiao Shun’s people, suffering heavy losses. Upon hearing the news, He Guantian was furious, knowing he had no choice but to fight Xiao Shun to the death to avenge his disciples.
He Guantian couldn’t help but curse bitterly at Xiao Shun.
“Xiao Shun, you damn bastard, if I don’t kill you, I swear I’m no man!”
He Guantian learned that Xiao Shun and his group had not gone far from the old melon forest, and it was time for a blood debt to be repaid, which infuriated him.
With this thought, He Guantian headed alone into the dense forest to confront Xiao Shun but was killed by a single axe strike!
After defeating He Guantian, Xiao Shun’s cultivation successfully advanced to the seventh level of the Spirit Tempering Realm.
From then on, he bid farewell to Song Ling’er and others and headed to the vast Mixed Yuan Continent.
On the Mixed Yuan Continent, Xiao Shun challenged immortal mountains, entered secret realms, fought demons, slew gods and Buddhas, and gained endless opportunities. He reunited with the lost Grey-robed Man, Jiang Ruliu, and Yang Shizhong, and once again built his own force!
Later, after a thousand years and countless hardships, Xiao Shun, together with his master, Wood Rock Taoist, successfully defeated the supreme ruler of the Mixed Yuan Continent, overthrowing the oppression and rule of the celestial court above.
Because of this battle, Xiao Shun was revered by the world as the Immortal Venerable of all ages!
On the Mixed Yuan Continent, there were no more adversaries!
But despite being unmatched and attaining the position of Immortal Venerable, Xiao Shun still yearned for China!
They say it’s hard to part with old friends and even harder to leave one’s homeland.
He stood motionless, gazing into a certain spot in the void.
There, he felt a pair of intensely burning eyes.
Those eyes were very familiar to him, haunting Xiao Shun in his midnight dreams, causing him to toss and turn.
Suddenly, his figure vanished from the vast Hunyuan Continent.
When Xiao Shun reappeared, he was in front of Yao Cen.
A thousand words at that moment converged into a single sentence from Xiao Shun’s lips.
“I’m sorry, I arrived late!”
Tears slid down Yao Cen’s cheeks as she immediately threw herself into her husband’s embrace.
After nearly a thousand years of waiting, the couple was reunited, planning to live a normal life once again.
…
One year later, in Jianghai City, Huaxia.
Xiao Shun, holding a child delicate as a porcelain doll, approached the entrance of the Qingtian Martial School.
Wearing a hat and sunglasses, his face was unrecognizable.
However, as he stopped in front of a bronze statue, he paused to look.
Seeing this, a security guard approached and nostalgically patted the statue.
“This is the first principal of our school. You’re right to bring your child here for schooling; he was my close buddy back in the day.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the security guard saw the man toss a bottle of liquor his way.
“After so many years, let’s see if your drinking has improved.”
Hearing this, the security guard’s hand trembled as he took the bottle.
“Xiao, Xiao Shun…”
Then, Xiao Shun took off his sunglasses, “Duan Jia, long time no see!”
Seeing the familiar face, Duan Jia couldn’t help but tear up, “You really came back alive from the fairy realm!”
Xiao Shun clapped him on the shoulder, “I told you, one day we’d meet again!”
With that, he added, “Tonight, 6 PM, at the Martial Association headquarters. Call up Wilson and Zhu Que, and gather all the old comrades. Tonight, we should have a good drink!”
Hearing this, Duan Jia laughed heartily, “Haha, everyone has been eagerly waiting for this meal; they’ve practically been cultivating for their lives just to make it to today. Even the old folks from the Martial Association are still spry.”
…
That night, the headquarters of the Martial Association was bustling with extraordinary activity.
Almost everyone who was still alive participated in this grand celebration.
Past memories surged, much like the wine in their hands-deep, lingering, and unforgettable.
The end of the book!