When I woke up, the entire cultivation world was talking about my master.

The teleportation array was triggered, and Chu Xianlan was jolted and disoriented. When she opened her eyes again, it was pitch black all around her, and she couldn't see anything.

He took out his magic tube to illuminate the room, but when he turned around, he was startled. The words "Master" that were about to come out of his mouth got stuck in his throat.

Yi Chen stood beside him.

Not in the form of a little white snake, but exactly, the master he knew all too well.

"How could you..." Chu Xianlan gasped, startled, and pulled out her water mirror, ready to smash it.

Holy crap, the traitor's personal master.

Hua Ling is still sitting outside. If this were broadcast live, it would be disastrous; the mistake would be exposed instantly.

As a result, the water mirror had lost its spiritual power.

Yi Chen looked down at his disciple's disheveled hair and explained, "It's alright, the outside world can't see what's inside the Sword Cave."

Sword Cave?

Chu Xianlan tossed his hair and could indeed feel the rich metallic aura. He turned off his spiritual light tube, adjusted his eyes to the environment, and could see the shimmering light emitted by the crystals and mineral clusters in the depths.

Just as I was about to walk inside, my wrist was gently pulled.

Chu Xianlan turned around in surprise.

Yi Chen said, "Wait a minute."

Outside the secret realm, everyone was also incredibly curious about the scene inside the Sword Cave.

As the number of people betting on Chu Xianlan at the gambling den continued to increase, Su Yun's eyes reddened, and she bit her handkerchief in anger.

Senior Brother, you have two lives on your hands. If you're not going to steam buns, then at least save face!

"What do you think will be the first thing Chu Xianlan does after entering the Sword Cave?"

"What else can we do but quickly find a good sword that suits our hands?"

actually not.

In the shadows at the entrance to the Sword Cave, Chu Xianlan crouched down, her face tense.

Behind him, a pair of scarred hands moved through his black hair.

I thought my master had suddenly stopped me because he had something to tell me, but...

Just to comb his hair?

Okay.

Chu Xianlan was actually quite glad that her master had returned to his original form.

After having that indecent dream, he now has a kind of stress reaction to snakes and feels quite disgusted with himself.

Damn, this is really weird.

Yi Chen lowered his eyes and patiently combed his disciple's smooth black hair.

After the trial of his mind and the realization of his true feelings, it seemed to be the first time he and his disciple had been able to spend such a quiet time alone together.

Taking on disciples was probably the most regrettable yet most fortunate decision Yi Chen ever made in his life.

Watching the boy who used to follow closely behind her grow up and stand at an equal position, almost shoulder to shoulder with her.

It wasn't until he came to his senses one day that Yi Chen realized with a start that Chu Xianlan had become a concern in his heart.

A young person's true feelings are always unreserved, like a mirror, clearly reflecting all their unknown darkness and selfishness.

Chu Xianlan's love will one day be like water in a cup, gradually filling up until it overflows.

Yi Chen did not look forward to that day.

Am I able to respond to my disciple's wishes?

……cannot.

In any situation, calmness still prevails.

The path ahead for the half-demon is a deep abyss. Yi Chen cannot abandon his sense of responsibility and blindly agree to the young man's request, but he is also unwilling to... just let go.

This will probably surprise the world.

Even celestial beings who descend from the highest heavens to the mortal realm can develop greed, fall back to earth, and yearn for time to flow more slowly.

The occasional brush of his fingertips against his earlobe made Chu Xianlan shudder involuntarily. Once there was no more movement behind him, he whispered, "Master, is it all done?"

Chu Xianlan turned her head, revealing her slender, white neck, which wasn't hidden by her dark hair.

It is so small that it can be held in one's hand, yet it is as beautiful as a piece of jade.

"Hmm." Realizing that his gaze had lingered for too long, Yi Chen's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he answered in a low voice.

As Chu Xianlan approached, the unique fresh scent emanating from the young man became increasingly noticeable. Yi Chen was momentarily stunned when he met those beautiful eyes that seemed to hold a pool of spring water.

Chu Xianlan was still slowly approaching.

...What does that mean?

Does he want... a hug? Or... a kiss?

Yi Chen was secretly alarmed, but he did not show it on his face. At the same time, he felt a surge of heat from the fingertips that had touched the other's.

He stared blankly at his apprentice's lips, his throat dry, his heart pounding against his eardrums.

After all, there are no outsiders here.

If the disciple wants to get close and insists on acting cute, then blames the loss of control on the Entangling Life Gu, then... he has no reason to refuse, especially since... he seems... unwilling to refuse...

Just as Yi Chen was wavering, Chu Xianlan frowned and reached out her hand.

He grabbed something behind Yi Chen's shoulder, opened his palm, and said curiously, "Master, there's a lava worm here."

Yi Chen: ?

Chu Xianlan pondered for a moment, then turned and released the little insect. Lava worms only nest near extremely hot, active areas. Since there was a living one here, it meant that the area ahead was connected to the Primordial Earth Fire? Or something else related to it.

He followed the lava worm and took a step inside, where faint white lights began to appear in various corners ahead.

Sensing someone approaching, all the swords in the sword cave stirred restlessly.

"...?" Chu Xianlan first heard a buzzing sound, and then several swords flew into the air and shot towards him.

The fastest golden longsword suddenly braked, hovering in mid-air. It turned its tip and repeatedly struck the blue sword that followed closely behind. The blue sword seemed to be provoked and retaliated fiercely, with golden and blue spiritual light bursting out.

While the other swords were locked in a fierce struggle, the other green sword cleverly maneuvered around them, attempting to be the first to slip into Chu Xianlan's palm, but was knocked away by the other swords.

Sword shadows loomed large.

Chu Xianlan was a little confused. Are all the swords here... so self-disciplined?

We agreed on taming the swords, so why are they curling up inside instead, taming each other so skillfully?

What he didn't know was that for these swords that had been lonely for countless years, the job competition in the Sword Cave was extremely fierce.

The times have changed.

It's not people choosing swords, it's the swords vying to choose their masters.

Finally, one of the golden spirit swords broke through the encirclement and rushed in front of Chu Xianlan, its blade swaying triumphantly as if to say: Look, I am the strongest, choose me!

Chu Xianlan shook his head, expressing his regret and refusal. Although he loved swords, he was willing but unable to do so.

Even the best spirit sword is useless to him.

Forcibly taking it away would only leave the precious sword covered in dust and waste its great potential.

Golden Spirit Sword: ...I don't believe your eyes are empty!

Chu Xianlan glanced at it apologetically, squatted down, picked up the crystal from the ground, weighed it in her hand, and put it into her storage pouch.

Golden Spirit Sword: Am I not even as good as a broken stone?!

I wouldn't even take it if it were free! What an incompetent sword master!

The spirit sword became extremely anxious, circling the boy rapidly and making a ruckus. Chu Xianlan was a little dizzy from its spinning and advised, "I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush."

As soon as he finished speaking, the imposing aura of the ancient sword swept across the entire area.

Even the golden spirit sword that was spinning wildly suddenly froze, drifting backward little by little.

He has already behaved himself.

The sword energy of Bu Xi Zhou was like a rainbow, and its long, smooth, snow-white blade exuded a strong sense of oppression.

The ancient sword, with the air of an empress, flew straight to Chu Xianlan's side. The dozens of spirit swords that had been vying for attention were stunned, trembling and not daring to move.

Chu Xianlan was also stunned.

This is outright bullying in the sword world.

However, the next second, Bu Xizhou's grand demeanor vanished completely, and Gu Jian grinned foolishly as he stuffed himself into the boy's hands.

The inspiration faded instantly.

Without tying the boat, Gaba suddenly stopped moving.

The other swords in the sword cave were terrified: "My God, the sword killer!! This person killed it!!!"

Chu Xianlan immediately let go, and the boat lit up again without being tied up. She didn't take the suffocating play from before seriously at all. Like a little animal whining, she happily clung to the boy, exuding a joyful atmosphere of "touch me to death" and "increase the intensity".

The other swords: "..." Good heavens, this is too much.

Even in death, love remains; the swordsman outside is truly insane.