Who is spreading rumors that my filial piety towards them has changed?

Perhaps Zuo Qiuchi is hidden in the trajectory of these flying swords, just like Zuo Donglu, who was swept away by the flying sword and brushed past him from behind, but his whereabouts were not obvious.

Feeling that he had gained nothing, Chu Mingkong stopped the Fate Seal and waited for the sword intents to calm down again before releasing the aura of the Lonely Fiend Fate Seal once more, causing the sword intents to fly around in a disorderly and chaotic manner.

Occasionally, a few flying swords from the Sword Immortal realm would dart out and launch a sneak attack.

Chu Mingkong dared not use extreme Yin power to intercept them, so he could only take out the Lunar Eclipse Heavy Sword and use the purest sword intent to clash and cut off these unexpected sneak attacks.

These restless sword intents were like catfish stirring up stagnant water, prompting Chu Mingkong to search for even the slightest clue within this golden aura.

Finally, his peripheral vision caught a clue: a strand of hair was faintly reflected on the blade of a sword—she was near the flying sword!

Chu Mingkong withdrew the power of his destiny, kicked off with both legs, and grabbed in that direction.

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Wearing the loose robe given to her by Chu Mingkong, Zuo Donglu flew out of the Yin-Yang Chaotic Soul Array, her bare jade feet stepping on a flying sword, hovering in the sky.

The entire sky was divided into two paths, one of which was a dark and gloomy expanse of rolling, thick clouds, and the other of a sky ablaze with golden fire, which was infinitely more magnificent than the sunset on a clear day.

Balan was the first to sense someone emerging from the formation and quickly approached, but was blocked by several flying swords controlled by Zuo Donglu.

"Don't come any closer, I can't control my fate yet... If you come closer, you'll be affected very quickly." Zuo Donglu was regulating her breathing.

Balan was speechless for a moment. She could clearly sense the changes in Zuo Donglu. Her swordsmanship had been stuck at the early stage of Sword Saint for five years, and her Five Elements cultivation had also progressed slowly.

In just a short period of time, Zuo Donglu has already comprehended the sword to the Great Perfection of Sword Saint, infinitely approaching the Sword Immortal realm.

These sisters are truly remarkable!

Of course, what made Balan's scalp tingle the most was Zuo Donglu's solitary and cursed destiny, which seemed to have followed her to the realm of sword immortals.

Even after being so close for just a short while, Balan also felt a slight discomfort.

She kept her distance and ordered the other disciples not to approach. Even she could feel uncomfortable; the other disciples would only feel worse.

Sure enough, several sword cultivators who rushed forward quickly had already turned pale. Balan lightly shook his palm, sending those people flying.

"No one is allowed to come near without my order!"

After giving the order, Balan wanted to ask Zuo Donglu about the situation in the formation from a distance, and whether Chu Mingkong had any other instructions.

But a new situation arose: the Yin-Yang Chaos Array began to draw upon those two extreme powers again, and two fiery dragons of different colors swept across the sky once more.

"Your Majesty, what kind of sword is this grand formation intended to forge...?"

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"Qiu Chi, you are carrying out a promise left by the late emperor to bring your sister Dong Lu's fiancé back. This is the late emperor's dying wish, and you cannot slack off on the rules. It's just a pity for your future. Without the cultivation and support of Jixia Sword Palace, you will fall far behind others in the next few years. You are so diligent and hardworking, and you have great talent. It's a shame that you are going to be delayed by this kind of thing..."

The teacher from the Sword Palace sighed, deeply regretting the future of Zuo Qiuchi.

Zuo Qiuchi, with the look of a good child, nodded repeatedly and said:

"Alright, I will cultivate diligently on the way, living up to the late emperor's trust and my teacher's expectations!"

After saying that, she took the lead and stepped onto her flying sword, rushing out of the Sword Emperor Dynasty with a "whoosh".

The posture of wielding the sword changed from standing upright to lying on the heavy sword with legs crossed.

What's the point of this?

Zuo Qiuchi vaguely remembered that she seemed to have been accidentally put into a mental tribulation by Donglu? Had something happened?

How did we end up leaving the Sword Dynasty in such a confused state?

It seems that many things are gradually becoming less important to her.

And then, without realizing it, I forgot about it...

Chapter Fifty-Six: Yearning and Searching

There is as much joy and sorrow as there is suffering in the world. While joy and sorrow are not necessarily equivalent to suffering, there is certainly bitterness in joy and sorrow.

There's no need to reiterate the eight sufferings of life, as they're the subject of the Bodhisattva of Boundless Intent. But even a simple, heartwarming meal, with the whole family gathered around the table laughing and talking, eventually leads to thoughts of tomorrow's livelihood and this year's harvest, and then bitterness inevitably comes knocking.

When a person dies, the smell of smoke and fire becomes even stronger. A mat is rolled up over the body and then thrown into the fire, and the smell of smoke and fire comes out.

But none of these things seemed to matter to Zuo Qiuchi.

The Zuo family was a large family, while she, her sister, and their parents formed a small family.

That little family never had any arguments; their parents never scolded or were harsh with them; everything was fine, and even the breakup didn't bring much sorrow or tears.

In short, they went their separate ways peacefully, and their own little moments of happiness naturally disappeared.

Zuo Qiuchi probably also thought about sorrow, and should have been sorrowful, but who could he show his sorrow to?

The father took the mother's ashes and the dreams they had pursued, and went far away.

My younger sister, Donglu, is a bit slow-witted, but she has a beautiful smile. When she was still so small, her clansmen sent her to become a nun for some strange reason, which led to her being disliked.

Her home was empty, and when she felt sad, no one cared.

She went to everyone's place to vent her sorrows, and the servants and maids offered a few words of feigned empathy and comfort. The clansmen laughed and explained that she was being naive, and that Donglu's apprenticeship with a master was a blessing, so everyone should be laughing!

Carefree? It's not that easy to be carefree. It's just that those things that are worth cherishing and worth worrying about have quietly faded away from our lives.

Zuo Qiuchi has never held a grudge over the years and lives a peaceful life in her own little family. Occasionally she will go to visit other families, but she always feels that she can no longer enter their world.

She continued her life carefree, diligently cultivating in accordance with the requirements of the Jixia Sword Palace—at least she had to let others see that she was working hard.

Even now, having left the Sword Dynasty far from home and embarking on a journey that will last for several years, Zuo Qiuchi remains carefree.

"Hey--"

Lying on the flying sword, Zuo Qiuchi let out a long sigh for no apparent reason.

We are now passing through a city where swords are revered. It is a place that values ​​swordsmanship and is a good place to hone our skills. If we successfully challenge the city, we might even find some treasures.

But... I don't want to go.

It seems like she went there a long time ago. It would be boring to fight the same battle again. She would be so bored that she would probably sigh a few more times.

"Why am I flying like this? It seems like I'm going through a mental ordeal, but where is that ordeal?"

Zuo Qiuchi felt so carefree that many things were becoming less and less important, but it seemed like she had always been like this.

I don't have too many things on my mind, I just hum a tune and go to sleep.

Because you've accumulated too many things, once those things are over, there will suddenly be a lot of empty space in your heart, and you won't know what to do to fill that void.

The flying sword drifted and drifted, flying slowly.

Having flown for an unknown amount of time and years, Zuo Qiuchi arrived at the Tianji Empire. He opened his eyes and glanced at the imperial palace in the capital.

Hey, how come the old emperor hasn't gone mad and died yet? He's living quite a long life. But who's the new emperor again?

The flying sword seemed to have become as idle as a cloud in the sky; it aimed in one direction and then just kept flying.

Finally, Zuo Qiuchi arrived at his destination, Xiling.

This is a place name so familiar that it's practically callous to me, but upon closer reflection, Zuo Qiuchi finds it somewhat unfamiliar.

"Ugh, am I still half asleep? My mind is totally blank..."

Zuo Qiuchi wandered around aimlessly, using the excuse of seeking a sword to enter the Xiling Prince's Mansion and take a look at this local tyrant family in Xiling.

Wow, they look quite happy and content!

The Princess Consort of Chu looked rather arrogant and haughty, and not easy to approach, but she was still beautiful.

Since the King of Chu is not here, then everything is fine.

This young lady, Chu Yunhan, also had a dignified air about her, but she wasn't arrogant. She was just aloof and didn't want to bother with others, focusing only on her own cultivation. But she was still beautiful.

This young master, Chu Fengnan, is a little more talented than the average cultivator. He's quite passable. Aside from the noble air brought by his clothes, his appearance is just so-so.

This little girl, Wei Qingning, is pretty and well-behaved. She's quite affectionate with that aloof older girl. She's quite young, but that's normal since she's still young, and she's still adorable.

Hmm? Is there some little brat missing?

Zuo Qiuchi and Chu Yunhan sparred once, showing off a little of his skills. He then took a stroll through the Xiling Treasury, but it seemed to be nothing special.

It's not very interesting, rather boring.

"Miss Zuo comes from the Sword Dynasty, and her swordsmanship is indeed extraordinary. Thank you for your guidance. Is there anything in the treasury that Miss Zuo would like?" Chu Yunhan lost, but she still thanked him with a respectful bow.

"Strange, why is there so little in the Xiling treasury? It should have a lot of treasures, right?" Zuo Qiuchi muttered, then asked, "I quite like you, will you accompany me for a stroll around Xiling?"

Chu Yunhan politely declined, as she still needed to cultivate.

The girl's diligence and hard work made Zuo Qiuchi feel like he had truly arrived home, as if he were in Tianji Xiling, yet still in the Sword Emperor Dynasty.

However, Zuo Qiuchi didn't mind the polite refusal, but she felt that she should have agreed and accompanied her on her travels.

"Besides the King of Chu who is away on business, are there any other family members in the Chu Prince's residence?" Zuo Qiuchi asked.

"If we include the people from your mother's family, there are a few more. Why is Miss Zuo asking this?" Chu Yunhan asked, puzzled.

"It's nothing. I was just curious. It seems like ordinary royal families are doing themselves a disservice by having nine sons like a dragon. The Xiling royal family, on the other hand, is quite 'streamlined'."

This young master of Xiling, Chu Fengnan, still looks like a green bean sprout. We'll have to wait a few more years before we can bring him back to the Sword Dynasty, otherwise it'll be a waste of time.

I'll spend a few years wandering around Xiling or the Tianji Empire, just like a street urchin.

Zuo Qiuchi was about to set off when he stopped and asked:

"Are there really no other young masters in the Chu Prince's mansion? I vaguely remember wanting to hear from someone that there are others?"

"There shouldn't be any rumors about illegitimate children in my family." Chu Yunhan began to suspect that she was trying to imply something, and her eyes turned colder.

"That's all."

Zuo Qiuchi began her solo journey.

When we went to brothels to drink wine and women, the young ladies were still beautiful and fresh, but the wine seemed a bit weak.

We went to a farm to eat roast chicken. The small roast chicken was still sweet and juicy, but it seemed to lack a bit of flavor.

On the way to Xiling, Zuo Qiuchi deliberately avoided the detours he had taken before and the boring enemies he had already picked fights with.