132: Chapter 132 He will surely be another sword prodigy in the future!

At that time, he had thought he was just a Disciple being specially cultivated by the Sword Heart Tomb, perhaps the future successor, which was why King Li Su had been so respectful toward him.

Thinking back now, he wasn't some Disciple at all, but a true expert.

“I'm leaving now.”

After Yan Dan finished speaking, he turned and left.

Song Yanhui watched his departing figure and sighed softly.

Has Wushuang City truly fallen to the point where people can come and go as they please?

“I must fulfill my teacher's wish and make the words 'Unrivaled Under Heaven' stand at the peak of the Jianghu once more!”

A flash of determination crossed his eyes, and he immediately buried himself in the complex affairs of the city.

After leaving the city, Yan Dan quickly regrouped with his subordinates.

“Grand Master, how is the situation?”

Gao Jianli and Master Xu stepped forward to meet him.

Yan Dan shook his head without a word.

The expressions of the two men instantly darkened.

What should be done now?

“Go to the Sword Heart Tomb once more.”

Yan Dan suddenly spoke up.

“What?”

Both of them were stunned.

“Grand Master, they clearly rejected us already!”

Seeing his subordinates' confusion, Yan Dan slowly recounted everything Song Yanhui had told him.

After listening, Gao Jianli and Master Xu were dumbfounded.

“No wonder... no wonder King Li Su was so respectful to that man!”

They finally understood why King Li Su had yielded to Su Rui in every way when setting up the sword formation that day.

“This person has very likely stepped into the Land Immortal Realm; only then could he resolve such a crisis with his power alone.”

Gao Jianli's expression was grave.

Even in the Great Qin, one had hardly heard of more than a few such powerful experts.

“Correct.

If one truly reaches this Realm, they are enough to turn the tide of a nation.”

Master Xu nodded, then looked at Yan Dan: “But such a figure is definitely not easily won over. Moreover, having achieved fame at a young age, his Heart-Nature must be proud and aloof, making him even harder to approach.”

“There is no need to worry,” Yan Dan said calmly. “This person currently only runs a martial arts hall and has not attached himself to Snow Moon City or any other power. This is our opportunity. As long as we find what he seeks, there will always be a way to get close.”

He lightly stroked the hilt of the ink eyebrow Sword, his eyes flickering slightly.

“If we can obtain this person's help, even if we return immediately, this trip to Northern Li would be considered an extraordinary harvest.”

These words made Gao Jianli and the other nod repeatedly.

“If he truly has reached the Land Immortal Realm, even within the Great Qin, such figures are but a few—only Donghuang Taiyi of the Yin-Yang School, Northern Darkness Master of the Daoists, and the Master of the Ghost Valley of the School of Diplomacy.”

“There is no time to lose; why don't we set off immediately? It will still take a few days to rush back to the Sword Heart Tomb.”

Master Xu suggested.

Yan Dan did not hesitate and nodded in agreement.

The group, having just returned from the Sword Heart Tomb, now turned around and embarked on the return journey.

...

Inside the Sword Heart Tomb.

Su Rui gently placed the ancient book back on the shelf and let out a long sigh.

Although there were scattered records, they were vague and detailed.

The existence of the cangfeng sword spirit was indeed real, but there was almost no trace of the 'Upper Realm' theory.

It was as if it had been deliberately erased by someone.

This instead piqued his deeper interest.

Since he had no urgent matters at hand, he might as well investigate it.

That Li Changsheng might know a thing or two.

Afterward, he bid farewell to King Li Su and the others, preparing to take Li Hanyi and the other woman back to Snow Moon City.

“You're not staying for a few more days?”

Although Su Rui never forged swords himself, his mastery of forging techniques and the Ten Essentials of Artifact Refining was far above King Li Su's, and the latter had consulted Su Rui many times over these past few days.

Su Rui scooped Lei Wujie up from Li Xinyue's arms and pinched that chubby little face.

“No, I've been out for so long, and the martial arts hall in Snow Moon City is being built; it's time for me to go back.”

Seeing the little fellow's mouth pucker as if he were about to cry, Su Rui smiled and handed him back to Li Xinyue.

Seeing Su Rui so affectionate toward Lei Wujie, Li Xinyue's heart felt warm.

Over these few days, she had learned everything about Su Rui's character and abilities from Li Hanyi and Mu Liangyue—not only was his own cultivation unfathomably deep, but he also had a unique way of teaching Disciples.

When Xiao Jie grew a bit older, if he could become a Disciple under Su Rui, he would surely become a great talent.

“How is Xiao Jie's talent?”

Li Xinyue finally couldn't help but ask.

Su Rui smiled slightly: “Excellent, not at all inferior to Hanyi. With careful cultivation, he will surely be another prodigy of the Sword Dao in the future.”

As soon as he spoke, both Li Xinyue and King Li Su showed joyful expressions, their eyes unable to hide their excitement.

At this time, Li Hanyi and Mu Liangyue had also finished packing and walked out.

Li Hanyi spoke a few words to her mother in a low voice, her cheeks slightly flushed, and she walked back to Su Rui's side with her head down.

Su Rui pulled the two girls close, tapped his toes, and his body soared into the air, instantly transforming into a giant bird that spread its wings and flew toward Snow Moon City.

“Hey, there are people below!”

Mu Liangyue tightly hugged Su Rui's waist and suddenly cried out in surprise.

Su Rui glanced down, his gaze like lightning, and instantly recognized those figures on the ground.

“It's the people from the Mohist School who came a few days ago; it seems they haven't given up yet.”

With that, he flapped his wings, broke through the clouds, and soared straight into the sky.

On the ground, Yan Dan and the others looked up at the massive creature streaking across the sky, all of them shocked into silence.

“What is that? A divine bird?”

Master Xu's eyes widened as he muttered to himself.

“It doesn't look like it... it seems more like it was transformed by some kind of secret technique.”

Gao Jianli responded in a deep voice.

“I'm afraid it's an extremely profound Cultivation Technique!”

Yan Dan's expression changed suddenly, a trace of unease flashing through his heart, and he immediately quickened his pace.

Back at the Sword Heart Tomb, King Li Su had just sent Su Rui off when he heard that the three from the Mohist School were asking for an audience, and he couldn't help but frown with a bitter smile.

“Father, these people likely have other motives,”

Li Xinyue said softly from the side.

“Hmph, how could I not see that?”

King Li Su snorted coldly and ordered someone to bring them in.

Li Xinyue quietly retreated to the back hall.

“Greetings, Sect Head Li.”

Yan Dan bowed with cupped hands.

“Didn't I already say? The Sword Heart Tomb will not join forces with you.”

King Li Su's tone was blunt, leaving no room for negotiation.

“Sect Head Li, you misunderstand; we didn't come for cooperation, but just to visit that young man we met last time.”

Yan Dan quickly explained.

“Young man?” King Li Su was stunned, then realized, “Are you talking about my grandson-in-law?”

Yan Dan was first taken aback upon hearing this, then felt wild joy in his heart—if he could truly become acquainted with this person, wouldn't it be killing two birds with one stone?

“Pity, he just left.”

King Li Su's tone was flat, but his eyes held a hint of amusement.

“Just left?” Yan Dan was stunned.

“By the time, that large bird you just saw when you looked up was him.”

King Li Su pointed toward the sky.

“So that was him...” Yan Dan realized, but a trace of bitterness appeared on his face.

The three looked at each other, all feeling awkward and helpless.

“May I ask, Sect Head Li, is that gentleman returning to Snow Moon City?”

“Why are you asking so clearly?”

King Li Su's brow furrowed, and his tone instantly turned cold.

These three were questioning step by step; could they have ill intentions toward his Junior?

Sensing the other's wariness, Yan Dan quickly cupped his hands: “Sect Head, please understand! We only heard the City Lord of Wushuang City praise your grandson-in-law's vast divine abilities and felt admiration; we only wish to make his acquaintance, nothing more!”

King Li Su had long experience in the Jianghu and knew these words weren't entirely true, but he didn't expose them, only saying indifferently:

“Since that's the case, I won't keep you. Snow Moon City is a long way off; if you truly intend to meet him, you'd better set off quickly. If you arrive late and he's gone elsewhere, won't it be a wasted trip?”

“Then I shall take my leave!”

Yan Dan bowed and hurriedly left with the other two.

After they left, Li Xinyue asked in a low voice: “Father, these people clearly have designs on Su Rui; will they be disadvantageous to him?”

King Li Su snorted coldly: “That's natural. Yan Dan is the Crown Prince of the Yan State; having heard of Su Rui's abilities, how could he not be interested? He just wants to win him over.”

“But what if they use some underhanded tricks?”

Li Xinyue was still somewhat worried.

“No need to worry.”

King Li Su waved his hand, his expression certain, “Su Rui's strength has long surpassed your and my imagination. If they sincerely try to make friends, that is their fortune; if they dare to play tricks, they are seeking their own deaths. Let them be.”

As King Li Su's voice fell, his gaze turned to Li Xinyue.

“That boy Lei Mengsha plans to resign and live in seclusion after fighting this battle, but this great war is currently very dangerous!”

Li Xinyue was slightly stunned, a trace of worry rising between her brows.

But she understood Lei Mengsha's heart.

“However, with Hanyi around, Su Rui won't stand by and watch,” King Li Su muttered to himself, then stood up.

“Forget it, I'll make a trip as well; it's a good chance to move my hands and feet and stretch my bones.”

“Father, you're worrying about Mengsha's affairs...”

“Hmph! This old man isn't doing it for him, it's for you, girl! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't bother with whether he lives or dies!”

King Li Su glared and puffed out his beard, looking indignant.

But seeing Li Xinyue's expression, his Aura instantly weakened a bit.

“Just be careful yourself; if things cannot be done, do not force it and just come back immediately,” Li Xinyue urged softly.

“Rest assured, don't you know your father's abilities? If there's real danger, can I not run away?”

After saying that, he reached out and pinched Lei Wujie's cheek, then turned and strode away.

...

Snow Moon City.

Yin Luoxia watched the nearly completed martial arts hall, directing the Disciples to clear away the remaining debris.

Sikong Changfeng and Baili Dongjun naturally didn't dare to neglect what Su Rui had entrusted to them.

Although many parts of the city were damaged, rebuilding the martial arts hall always took priority.

With the investment of a large amount of manpower and material resources, it had basically taken shape in just a few days.

In another day or two, it could be officially opened.

...

At this time, most of the crowd gathered in front of the martial arts hall had already dispersed.

After all, everyone knew the hall master was not in the city and his whereabouts were unknown.

Waiting here was just a waste of time.

It was better to go back and Cultivate diligently to improve their strength; that way, their chances of entering the hall in the future would be a bit higher.

Although Sikong Qianluo, the Su Sisters, Shi Feixuan, and the others didn't have Su Rui's supervision, they didn't dare to be slack.

With Li Hanyi as an example in front of them, wouldn't it lose face for the martial arts hall if they fell too far behind?

In a small building next to the collapsed Ascending Heaven Pavilion, Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng sat opposite each other drinking wine.

Watching the Disciples busy cleaning up the ruins below, a flash of heartache crossed Sikong Changfeng's eyes.

But this expenditure ultimately could not be saved.

Adding in the other damaged buildings in the city, the total cost would likely use up one or two years of Snow Moon City's savings.