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Half an hour later, Wu Qiong returned to the recliner.

"Ouch...ouch...hiss..." Wu Qiong covered his swollen left cheek, his eyes lifeless, and said, "How can the difference be so big..."

That's right, Wu Qiong got a severe beating.

Although he didn't use swordsmanship because the Golden Phoebe Wood Divine Sword was destroyed, he still lost too badly!

Her Majesty the Queen immediately launched a series of punches, specifically targeting his face.

Slap the left cheek, slap the left cheek, slap the left cheek, slap the left cheek... and it's still the left cheek!

In an attempt to make his face appear more symmetrical, Wu Qiong deliberately offered his right cheek, but he still ended up getting slapped on his left cheek!

"Ouch... my unparalleled beauty..." Wu Qiong mumbled, "We agreed not to hit someone in the face, why are you hitting my face every time!"

"Heh, this is the price of attracting attention." Her Majesty the Empress pulled out a folding fan from somewhere and gently fanned Wu Qiong, while mercilessly humiliating him: "You shameless man."

"Poor brother..." Li Jianshi glared at Bai Xuanji fiercely, then tenderly took a piece of ice wrapped in silk and pressed it against Wu Qiong's swollen left cheek.

The ice cubes were retrieved by Little White Girl from the Royal Ice Storage, which she had just rushed to.

Ye Qingxuan and Jie Se stood outside the line on the ground. Ye Qingxuan asked in confusion, "Senior brother, aren't you going to say something?"

"Amitabha." Jie Se's eyes were ethereal, his smile serene, just like Kasyapa's smile as he held up a flower: "Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form; form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Shariputra, all dharmas are empty in nature, neither arising nor ceasing, neither defiled nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing."

Ye Qingxuan asked curiously, "Senior brother, why did you suddenly start chanting scriptures?"

"Because this humble monk has come to terms with it..." Jie Se closed his eyes slightly, his smile innocent: "Buddha said all beings are equal, but after this period of travel, this humble monk has finally realized that people are ultimately different..."

He opened his eyes and pointed at Wu Qiong, who was being cared for by three girls: "There are winners in life like Brother Wu, and there are also recluses like you and me who will grow old alone. This is in accordance with the way of Heaven. So..."

"Taoist priest, I'm not going to be a monk anymore!"

Ye Qingxuan's expression turned solemn: "Senior brother, you..."

Brother Jiemo is probably going crazy because of Brother Wu's provocation.

"Don't worry, I've never felt so good." Jie Se shook his head. "Perhaps in a little while I'll directly pass through the Heart-Forging Formation and step into the Innate Realm?"

Once he reaches the Innate Realm, he's going to smash Wu Qiong's head in! Whether he can win or not, he'll just do it first!

"Uh..." Ye Qingxuan looked up at the sky speechlessly.

This guy who's trying to quit pornography must really be crazy...

Regardless of what the abstainer over there has come to understand, Wu Qiong here is currently in a critical situation.

"What's your relationship with Bu Yurou?" The ice cube was pressed against her face, but the force was a bit too much.

"Master-disciple relationship," Wu Qiong replied instantly.

"Do you know any other strange women?" It's a bit hot, so having a fan to cool you down is nice.

It's the primordial energy of the five elements mixed in with the fan's breeze that makes people feel a little pain.

"No!" Wu Qiong replied without hesitation.

"Hmm?" Her Majesty the Empress narrowed her beautiful phoenix eyes slightly.

"No...it's gone...right?" Wu Qiong wasn't sure anymore; he definitely didn't remember it.

But what does Bai Xuanji's expression mean?

Could it be that Her Majesty the Empress has learned something she herself has forgotten?

"That's good." The Five Elements Gale Wind returned to normal wind, and Wu Qiong breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way." Seeing that he was being relatively well-behaved, Her Majesty the Empress decided to give him a reward: "The divine sword that we promised to give you should be finished by now."

She clapped her hands, signaling a palace maid standing nearby to fetch the sword.

Li Jianshi frowned: "Poor brother, where's the golden nanmu sword I gave you?"

The words "I'll give you" were emphasized.

The girl in white, who had been silent all along, looked over with sharp eyes.

Her Majesty the Empress suddenly realized, "Ah Qiong, so that broken piece of wood you made me throw away was a gift from this girl?"

Bai Xuanji chose to add fuel to the fire.

Wu Qiong stared blankly at Bai Xuanji.

You're trying to kill me...

Her Majesty the Empress covered her face with a folding fan, her phoenix eyes curving upwards.

Serves you right, who told you to lie to me?

"So, to my poor brother, it was just a piece of broken wood?" Li Jianshi murmured, his eyes unfocused.

"Shi'er, I'm innocent!" Wu Qiong pleaded desperately, "As you know, I was ambushed in the woods outside the city and had no choice but to use 'Sword Three.' The divine sword couldn't withstand it and cracked on its own! Later... it just shattered like that."

Li Jianshi's eyebrows relaxed, and he didn't add "You have to believe me" at the end of his sentence; he was telling the truth.

Wu Qiong breathed a sigh of relief, having escaped a calamity.

The young woman remained calm, pondering what gift she should give Wu Qiong.

Her Majesty the Empress, however, watched the show with a sense of delight.

Not far away, Ye Qingxuan and Jie Se silently watched.

After a while, the maid returned, carrying a long sword, and handed it to Wu Qiong.

This sword is incredibly magnificent. The scabbard is made of silver-white sharkskin and inlaid with gold thread. The hilt, made of millennia-old black jade, is inlaid with a purple gemstone in the center. At the end of the hilt is a golden relic that shines brightly. Yes, it is the golden relic that Wu Qiong took from Shaolin.

"What a fine sword!" Wu Qiong gently stroked the longsword, praising it highly.

I wonder how much this sword could fetch... It's truly a fine sword!

Jie Se asked curiously, "Brother Wu, you've declared it a good sword without even examining the blade. Aren't swords usually meant to cut through armor or blow-dry hair?"

Wu Qiong glanced at him sideways and said disdainfully, "A sword is something that only needs to look good."

"..." Jiese opened his mouth, unsure how to answer.

Perhaps what he meant was, "You dare call yourself a swordsman?"

Indeed, for the successor of the "Sword Master," the legendary "Sword Rain of Xiaoxiang," a sword only needs to be beautiful!

Bai Xuanji asked with a smile, "Have you decided what to name it?"

Wu Qiong drew his sword, and a clear spring seemed to appear before them.

The blade of this sword was originally transparent.

He gently stroked the sword, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Is this sword... sturdy?"

What the hell is that transparent thing?! Can you even use this to cut someone? It won't break with the slightest touch, will it?!

Her Majesty the Empress shook her head: "I don't know either. I suppose it should be sturdy, since I requested the best materials and the best blacksmith to make this sword."

She wasn't sure anymore. Could it be that Lu Wudao and his group thought she was infatuated with men and neglecting state affairs, so they just gave her a cheap, useless sword to fool her? This needed to be investigated thoroughly.

Wu Qiong sighed and looked down at the ground: "This sword has no shadow, so let's just call it the Shadowless Sword."

It's the kind with sixteen added.

Jiese retorted, "Brother Wu, the weather is gloomy now, it's normal to have no shadows..."

"..." Wu Qiong pretended not to hear: "Such an unparalleled divine sword, let's call it 'Unparalleled Under Heaven'."

Ye Qingxuan was also a sword enthusiast, and upon hearing this, he chuckled and said, "'Peerless'? What a fine name. This sword is perfect for Brother Wu."

"No, the sword is named 'Under Heaven'." Wu Qiong shook his head, exuding unparalleled confidence: "Because of me, it is unmatched."

Bai Xuanji's eyes gleamed with admiration. Only a confident Wu Qiong was worthy of being the man of the Empress of Great Zhou!

Li Jianshi nodded repeatedly. Only when her poor brother radiated dazzling brilliance could she have an excuse to be with him.

Su Mubai's lips curled slightly; as long as Wu Qiong was happy, she would be happy.

The two men, Jie Se and Jie Se, were deeply shocked by Wu Qiong's imposing aura at this moment, and a thought popped into their minds.

"Perhaps, this is Brother Wu's true nature?"

With "All Under Heaven" returned to its sheath, Wu Qiong spoke up: "Master, fellow Daoist, we've suffered such a great loss, haven't you thought about getting revenge?"

"Amitabha." Jie Se clasped his hands together, his expression solemn: "From a young age, my master taught me that if I suffer a loss, I must retaliate; otherwise, my thoughts will not be clear, and it will be difficult to attain Buddhahood."

Ye Qingxuan smiled nonchalantly: "Revenge is for revenge, and grudges are for vengeance. Only in this way can we live in accordance with the cycle of Heaven. Brother Wu, are we heading to Qizhou?"

Senluo Road and Tingyu Pavilion are both located in Qizhou.

"No, we're going to Dingzhou."

"Huh? What are you going to Dingzhou for?"

"Go to the Taiqing Sect and ask them for reinforcements, you idiot!"

"..."