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Aoki fell silent again.

He gazed at Xuandu, the light in the depths of his emerald green eyes flickering uncertainly.

He saw the Chaos Pearl in the palm of the figure in green, and he saw those calm yet resolute eyes.

He had never met anyone like this before, even with a billion-dollar sum.

Even knowing there are unknown obstacles ahead, we still move forward.

It's not recklessness, it's confidence.

That confidence is built upon countless successes.

Aoki spoke slowly, his voice low and deep:

"You just said you wanted me to enter the Chaos Pearl..."

Xuan Du nodded:

"There is an independent world inside the Chaos Pearl, filled with chaotic energy. You can enter the pearl to cultivate and seek opportunities for breakthrough."

Aoki fell silent again.

After a moment, he slowly shook his head.

The movement was very light, yet it carried a certainty that hundreds of millions of dollars would be settled.

"There's no need for the matter of entering the Chaos Pearl."

"I have established myself here in the Billion-Yuan Club, and my cultivation has become one with the Southern Border."

"If one enters the Chaos Pearl, it will be equivalent to being completely cut off from the Southern Realm."

"At that time, my cultivation level will not only fail to improve, but will also decline due to the weakening of my foundation."

"It's not worth the risk."

He paused, his voice lowering slightly:

"Although I have become your disciple, I do not need to leave the Southern Territory."

"I will cultivate here and wait until you break through to the Primordial Taiji before you come to help me."

"If you are willing, when you attain the Primordial Taiji, you can remove this shackle for me."

"If you have no heart for me, I will continue to guard this southern border, and that will be enough for me."

After the sound subsided, silence fell over the floating land.

Xuandu gazed at the towering divine tree, and at the weariness of the billionaire deep within those emerald green eyes.

A moment of silence.

He then nodded slowly.

"it is good."

"Since you are unwilling to enter the Chaos Pearl, I will not force you."

"You shall cultivate here, and the day I attain the Primordial Taiji will be the day you are freed from your shackles."

Aoki stared at him for a long time.

Then the aged voice rang out again, carrying a solemnity that the billion-dollar event had never shown before:

"Disciple Aoki greets Master."

As soon as Aoki finished speaking, Gendo was about to say something.

Suddenly.

An extremely sharp aura shot out from the direction of the eastern border.

That aura was as sharp as a blade, tearing through the sky and splitting all the chaotic energy along its path in two.

Wherever it passed, it left a shallow crack in the void that never healed.

Half-step to the peak of Hunyuan Taiji.

He is at the same level as Xuandu.

Xuan Du stood still, his eyebrows slightly raised.

He sensed the speed, ferocity, and decisiveness of that aura's approach.

Without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest probing.

Like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, it hurtles straight toward the southern border.

"interesting."

Xuan Du spoke in a low voice, a hint of surprise in his tone.

He originally planned to go to the Eastern Territory to find Taixu after dealing with the matter of Qingmu.

Unexpectedly, before he could even set off, Taixu arrived on his own.

Shen Ni stood behind Xuan Du, his blood-gold eyes suddenly freezing.

He sensed that sharp aura.

He was all too familiar with that aura. Back when he was still rampaging through the Xuanji Heaven Domain, he had sensed that sharp intent coming from the direction of the Eastern Realm from afar.

Although he had never personally witnessed Taixu's attack, the oppressive feeling of his sword intent still sent chills down his spine when he thought about it.

"Master, it's Taixu."

Shen Ni spoke, his voice carrying a rare hint of solemnity.

"He's here."

Xuan Du nodded without saying a word.

His gaze was fixed on the distance, on the approaching presence.

Aoki's expression had completely changed.

The billions of leaves of that towering tree surged and rippled, their chaotic light flickering uncertainly, and even the verdant vegetation began to tremble slightly.

His aged voice rang out again, carrying a surprise and doubt that Xuan Du had never heard from him before.

"Tai Xu?"

"Why did he come?"

"He spent tens of thousands of yuan before the meeting and went into seclusion, declaring that he would not emerge until he had broken through to the Hunyuan Taiji."

"Now, not only has he not broken through, but he has also emerged from seclusion and is heading straight for the southern border..."

"That's not right."

Aoki's voice grew deeper and more solemn as he spoke.

He was based in the Billion-Yuan Club in the Southern Territory. Although he had never met Taixu, he had always paid attention to the movements of that being in the Eastern Territory.

Before the Ten Thousand Yuan Gathering, Taixu went into seclusion, which shook the entire Xuanji Heaven Domain.

That person is at the peak of the half-step Hunyuan Taiji realm. Once they break through to the Hunyuan Taiji realm, they will become an unparalleled being on par with Senior Xuanji.

Everyone thought that Taixu would be in seclusion for at least several hundred thousand yuan before he emerged.

But now, tens of thousands of yuan will have passed.

Taixu has emerged from seclusion.

There was no breakthrough.

Moreover, they headed straight for the southern border.

Aoki's mind raced, and an ominous premonition spread through his heart.

"Master, Taixu is a person who walks the Great Dao of the Sword."

Aoki spoke, his voice low and deep.

"He cultivates the pure way of the sword, and all his skills are contained in a single sword strike."

"When he went into seclusion, a sword light soared into the sky in the Eastern Realm, splitting the chaotic energy for hundreds of millions of miles. Even the Northern and Southern Realms could sense it clearly."

"I sensed that sword light from afar. The sharpness it contained was such that even when I was at my peak, I wouldn't have dared to confront it head-on."

"Now that he has come out of seclusion, I'm afraid... his intentions are not good."

By the end, Aoki's voice had become noticeably wary.

Xuan Du listened to Qing Mu's words, his expression remaining calm.

He gazed at the approaching, sharp aura in the distance, and a slow smile crept onto his lips.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a profound understanding that saw through everything.

"Does this person have ill intentions?"

"Then we'll see what he has to say."

"I was going to the Eastern Territory to find him anyway, but since he came by himself, it saved me a lot of travel."

Upon hearing this, Aoki felt a slight tremor in his heart.

He gazed at Xuan Du, at that young yet composed face, at those eyes as calm as an ancient well.

He had witnessed countless cultivators' reactions when facing the Great Void at the Billion Yuan Meeting.

Some were terrified, some were wary, and some kept their distance.

But no one has ever been able to show such a smile when facing that extremely sharp sword intent.

Aoki didn't say anything more.

He suppressed the chaotic radiance on the branches and leaves, and minimized his aura.

That sharp aura had already reached the edge of the southern border.

The sound of tearing through the sky grew closer and clearer.

Like an invisible giant sword, it is cleaving towards this floating land.

Xuan Du stood still, his green robes fluttering slightly, his black hair flowing over his shoulders.

He did not back down.

It didn't even make any defensive gesture.

He simply stood there, quietly watching the approaching aura.

Take a breath.

Three breaths.

Five breaths.

The sharp aura suddenly stopped at the edge of the Southern Floating Continent.

In the void, a figure slowly materialized.

The man was tall and slender with a cold and stern face, and his gray robe flowed like water.

He stood there, like a sword drawn from its sheath.

He exuded no aura of power, yet the void beneath his feet solidified automatically.

The chaotic energy parted on its own a hundred feet in front of him, as if it dared not approach him even slightly.

Taixu.

Half-step peak of Hunyuan Taiji, a cultivator of the Great Dao of Swords.