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

At this moment, outside the secret realm, everyone was itching with excitement.

Not long ago, after the creation pillar belonging to Chu Xianlan appeared, several other water mirrors also went out one after another.

"Look, it's dark over there on Senior Sister's side!" Baoyue stood up and tugged at her junior sister's sleeve. "She must have found the entrance to the Sword Cave too!"

The Xuan Yang Sect's seating area caused a small commotion, while the Tian Jian Sect remained silent. Su Yun clutched a handkerchief, wiping away tears, feeling a pang of sorrow in his heart.

He's so stupid, really. He should have known better than to come to the Myriad Swords Immortal Realm. Otherwise, he wouldn't have caused his senior brother to lose face, lose his shirt, and now he's even going to lose his life!

Su Yun wanted to speak but tears streamed down her face. Unable to bear looking in the direction of the water mirror any longer, she suddenly heard someone shout:

"Oh, He Jingxuan's water mirror has also gone out."

"It's in! It's in! Oh, Su Yun, don't cry, Senior Brother must have made it too!"

Currently, several more cultivators with both good fortune and strength have also found the entrance to the Sword Cave, and nearly half of the Water Mirrors have been wiped out.

The discussions grew louder, with each faction calculating their own disciples' chances of winning.

The onlookers watched with great interest: "Wow, a group sword taming! I wonder who will be the first to step forward."

As soon as she finished speaking, the water mirror belonging to Chu Xianlan shimmered.

The crowd exclaimed: Oh wow!

The baby is out?

Let's see what kind of magical artifact it is!

Wait, it's not a divine artifact, it's... what??

Everyone was speechless.

Having just been teleported out of the weapon-refining pavilion, Chu Xianlan was still slightly dizzy and her eyes were downcast.

The boy didn't have the legendary ancient sword that shone with boundless light; instead, he was accompanied by a horse...

A fiery steed?

"...Do you mean that the birth of this horse triggered a celestial phenomenon?"

The group looked at each other, then fell silent.

"Wait, shouldn't Chu Xianlan have been taming swords when she went into the Sword Cave? Why did she bring out a horse?!"

"What if it's a divine beast?" someone from the Taiyi Sect immediately chimed in. "Perhaps it's some rare ancient beast from the Myriad Swords Immortal Realm, hiding its merits and fame."

"Exactly, forget about all that, anyway, this thing is definitely no ordinary object!"

"But its back is on fire! It'll get its butt on fire! Senior Brother Chu, isn't the price you paid for riding it too high?"

The crowd chattered amongst themselves through the water mirror, racking their brains but failing to decipher the mystery of the fiery horse. Meanwhile, Hua Ling, sitting next to Pei Fang'an, nearly spat out her tea upon seeing this scene.

What utter nonsense! That's Yan Ling!

Unaware of the commotion outside, Chu Xianlan opened his palm, revealing a small, elegant character engraved on the miniature base of the Heavenly Craft Furnace: "Colorful Kite."

From the moment he acquired the divine artifact, the Heavenly Crafting Furnace had already completely recognized him as its master.

As the owner of the divine artifact, Chu Xianlan could have renamed it according to his own wishes, but he did not do so and instead chose to retain the name of his predecessor.

The boy touched the storage pouch, carefully put away the miniature Heavenly Craft Furnace, and exhaled.

He caught the torch of inheritance.

Suddenly, a slight movement came from my wrist. The little white snake raised its head slightly, and its round eyes seemed to hold a hint of concern.

My mood suddenly relaxed for no reason.

Chu Xianlan's expression softened considerably. He used telepathy to say, "Master, I always feel that I have a special affinity with half-demon."

After a while, Yi Chen's voice rang out, "Why do you say that?"

"First, A-Li saved Youxin Valley, and now she has received the inheritance of Senior Caiyuan. You tell me, since the half-demons of the past were no different from ordinary people, what caused them to go mad in later generations?"

Regarding the matter of half-demons, many people do not know the full picture. After a moment's thought, Chu Xianlan said, "If we can find the source of the 'half-demon malevolence,' then perhaps we can—"

"Chu Li".

Yi Chen suddenly interrupted him in a deep voice.

Chu Xianlan's heart skipped a beat: "Disciple is here."

Going against the general trend of the world is not necessarily a good thing.

The general trend is a force, a common sense and consensus that cannot be easily corrected or changed. It is complex and intricate, yet simple and black and white. People are accustomed to forgetting kindness and holding grudges for mistakes.

As long as you are not the victim, everyone involved could become a link in the chain of events.

"I know, Master." Chu Xianlan's tone was gentle and light.

"But now that I have received such kindness from Senior Caiyuan, I can no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb and regard all half-demons as bastards. That would be ungrateful and immoral."

"If I think this way today, others may think the same way in the future... Perhaps many, many years from now, when future generations open the ancient books again, how will people view half-demons?"

There's no need to argue with anyone; just have a clear conscience.

After a long pause, Yi Chen neither denied nor confirmed, "What do you want to do?"

Chu Xianlan didn't intend to act impulsively. He scratched his head and said, "Let's study the blueprints left by Caiyuan first. Also, I always feel that there are still mysteries in the Myriad Swords Immortal Realm. Since the Weapon Forging Pavilion has survived to this day, perhaps we can find more records from ancient times..."

"Aaaaaahh ...

The screeching that had been coming since earlier grew increasingly mournful.

Chu Xianlan turned around and saw Yan Ling standing on the tree.

The spirited horse gripped the tree trunk with all its might, its mouth agape, panting heavily with white steam billowing from its breath.

The outside world was too terrifying for him.

Flame Spirits grow in the Earth's core lava, while the damned Myriad Swords Immortal Realm is covered in ice!

Xue Ling reached out her small hand and patted the fiery horse's back, appearing gentle and harmless: "Aren't you tired standing so high?"

"hiss--!!!"

Yanling roared from the cold, and his horse slipped, almost falling off the icy tree trunk.

"Haven't you heard that you shouldn't touch a horse's rear end?! Get away from me!"

"Never heard of it," Xue Ling replied honestly.

Yan Ling was about to explode; she had never seen anything so unreasonable.

"Do you want to come with me?" Chu Xianlan asked, looking up from under the tree.

Sensing the boy's approach, the restlessness in Yanling's heart seemed to lessen somewhat, as if... this icy world that it so deeply hated wasn't so unbearable after all.

Looking around, the only scent that didn't feel so disgusting to it was the Chu Xianlan under the tree.

Yan Ling's heart wavered.

Even so, the pride, independence, handsomeness, and class of the spirit of heaven and earth must not be lost!

To maintain her aloofness, Yan Ling stared at the boy for a few seconds, then muttered, "Who...who wants to go with you!"

"Alright then." Chu Xianlan didn't force it and nodded gently.

Seeing his regretful expression, Yan Ling raised her chin and snorted, "However, if you sincerely beg me, I might be merciful..."

He hadn't finished speaking yet.

A gust of cold wind swept by, and the boy had already turned and left. Seeing this, Xue Ling also waved goodbye to Yan Ling earnestly, then flew back and perched on Chu Xianlan's shoulder.

The Flame Spirit hanging from the tree: "!?!"

...Just like that, he left?!

Why did you just leave like that? That's not how it's written in the stories! You should have sincerely invited me again, given me a gift, chatted with me, and then I would have reluctantly agreed. No way! I won't accept that.

Mama felt wronged and shocked.

A flash of inspiration struck him, and the spirited horse galloped to Chu Xianlan's side, crying, "Take me away! Take me away! Don't leave me here!!"

This place is too terrifying; he can't handle it!

Xue Ling frowned, deep in thought. "But...didn't you say that even if you starved to death or jumped into the lava pool, you wouldn't come with us?"

Yan Ling remained silent for a moment.

He suddenly moved around to stand in front of Chu Xianlan, his four legs twisting and turning, and his voice became sweet and soft: "This Xue Ling speaks so rudely, she's not considerate at all, unlike me, I only feel sorry for Xianlan."