Starry Sky Railway: The Slacking Sword Saint is Keeped by Fu Xuan

Yu Chen's eye twitched, and he looked at Xing as if she were an idiot.

"If I were to cleave those things in two with a single sword strike, then everyone would be finished. The fused catalytic demonic energy would explode, gushing out in one breath, and all the immortal beings present would instantly transform..."

"You don't necessarily want to see the 'Night Parade of One Hundred Demons,' do you?"

Xing fell silent, suddenly realizing what a foolish thing she had said.

Fu Xuan gently poked Yu Chen's stomach with his elbow, giving him a somewhat speechless glance.

What a strange metaphor he could come up with, "the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons."

She coughed lightly twice to straighten her expression.

"Just as he said, using violence to destroy it is not advisable. Once that pill mist erupts, I'm afraid very few Cloud Cavalry soldiers in the entire Pill Cauldron Division will survive..."

"Therefore, I can only entrust this matter to you all!"

Yu Chen's lips curled slightly upward, and he suddenly looked at them and said, "Greetings, everyone."

Fu Xuan blushed, glared at him reproachfully, and a hint of coquettishness appeared on her face.

Little March nodded, exchanged a glance with her companion, and chuckled softly, "Alright, this arduous task is indeed something only we can accomplish!"

Hoshino nodded seriously. "Since the Sword Saint has already said he's invited us, then we really have no choice but to do it, right, Uncle Yang?"

Walter Young: "..."

So you guys still remember me?

Tingyun chuckled twice, her eyes darting between the group, seemingly finding their interaction quite amusing.

Yu Chen glanced at her strangely, feeling that there was something odd about this familiar person, Xiao Fu Xuan.

...

"So, you diviners, are you just going to stay here and wait?"

Xing looked at them and asked.

Fu Xuan crossed his arms and glanced at the pill furnace in the distance, where smoke was rising.

"I'll practice holding my breath... it shouldn't be too late, right?"

"Hehe~ It's okay, honey. If you ever can't hold it in, I can help you breathe!"

Yu Chen chuckled, his expression ambiguous.

Fu Xuan rolled her eyes at him, her face slightly flushed.

"All you do is tease me... Once this is over, I'll punish you properly when we get back!"

She gave a fierce, low-pitched threat, her stern face almost making Yu Chen...die of cuteness.

He scooped the little shaman into his arms and rubbed against him affectionately.

"My wife is so cute!"

"Let...let me go! There are people watching!"

Fu Xuan kicked his legs nervously, his face flushing red as he felt incredibly embarrassed.

The group, who had been forced to eat dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection), looked at the two guys flaunting their love in front of them and walked sullenly toward the alchemy furnace.

That's absolutely ridiculous...

I have to do things for them and still have to eat their dog food!

Chapter 180 Master and Disciple Reunion

This sword strike was like the bright moon shaking the world, its power overwhelming!

Her posture and figure were so beautiful, and her sword was so terrifying...

But if he doesn't catch it, Xiao Yanzi will send it away!

Yanqing stared intently at the ultimate sword energy falling from mid-air; this was something only someone who had cultivated swordsmanship to its peak could unleash!

And... this subtle sense of déjà vu feels so familiar!

The situation left him no time to think. Yanqing exerted all his strength to unleash the power within his body, and the longswords that surrounded him, seemingly phantoms, all converged in his hand. Then, he swung it forward to meet the seemingly invincible sword light...

Jingliu's figure vanished into thin air, leaving only a faint echo.

Yanqing gasped for breath, staring blankly at his hands. He actually…

What's next?!

Although he was very unwilling, he knew that force was clearly beyond his current strength to withstand...

"What a strange guy..."

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down.

He reached into his chest and grabbed a lucky charm hanging inside his clothes.

That was a gift from Xingxuan, whom he met before he left…

This must be what worked...

The lovestruck swordsman couldn't help but think this.

At this moment, Kagami Ryu, who had taken the information he had gathered along the way to search for the blade, suddenly frowned.

She touched her chest and suddenly felt a strange, uncomfortable unease...

It's a weird feeling... like my conscience has been wasted...

"Heh...looks like I should avoid taking action, especially against people connected to him...this familiar feeling..."

She attributed this feeling to a certain traitor.

"Jing Yuan..."

...

Jing Yuan, his brows furrowed, hurried toward Lin Yuan Realm. He had tracked their movements by observing the traces of Ren and Kafka's disappearance from Taibusi, using the mechanical bird as a guide.

And then, a familiar face appeared...

Suddenly, a chilling coldness rushed in from my side.

Jing Yuan's face turned cold, and the array blade in his hand instantly appeared and he swung it to the side.

Stupid!

The ear-piercing sound of clashing weapons echoed out.

His heart clenched painfully, and his golden pupils widened instantly as he looked at the person attacking him.

His long, snow-white hair fluttered in the wind, and the stunningly beautiful figure that had always echoed in his heart suddenly appeared before him again.

Jing Yuan was momentarily stunned before being blasted away by a force.

"Jingyuan, you've really become lazy. Have you forgotten to concentrate on battle since becoming a general?"

A woman's cool voice came from behind.

The rising dust slowly dissipated, and Jingliu stood there, sneering as he looked at him.

"Master...!"

Jing Yuan unconsciously tightened his grip on the array blade in his hand, his eyes trembling violently, and his heart was filled with an unfathomable turmoil.

He thought he would be able to remain calm if he saw her again…

Jingliu glanced at the array blade in his hand and chuckled, "What, you look down on the swordsmanship I taught you and have abandoned the sword?"

"no!"

He was a little agitated and immediately retorted, but then forcibly suppressed the surging emotions in his heart and calmed down.

"Master...you're back?"

"Heh... What's with that expression? What, are you unhappy that I'm back?"

He looked exactly the same as before, except that a black satin veil covered his eyes, a smile played on his lips, and his tone carried an inexplicable flavor.

As Jing Yuan watched her sheathe her sword and approach him step by step, his heart tightened involuntarily.

The crisp sound of footsteps seemed to pound on his heart with every single one…

But even as Jingliu walked up to him, almost touching him, he didn't raise the array blade in his hand even slightly.

"Hehehehe~"

She suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so hard she could barely stand up without gently supporting him.

"Jing Yuan...General? Hehehe~"

It was as if something had tickled her funny bone; if it weren't for the black satin covering her eyes, she probably would have been laughing through her tears by now.

"Master... Jingliu, why did you return to Luofu?"

Jing Yuan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and asked in a cold voice.

But he didn't retreat an inch, nor did he create any distance between himself and her...