High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily Chapter 323 - 185: Sincere Heart, Infatuation, Summer Insect

"Boom——"

The Sword Qi was like a rainbow, wrapped in enormous spiritual energy, colliding with Mu Zhao’s "Dao Realm." The whole world changed in an instant, and a massive vortex ford with the four of them at the center.

The universe trembled, its sound shaking the heavens.

But Chen Kuang’s whole body froze, as if he couldn’t hear the terrifying sound, his eyes only fixed on the woman not far away.

A familiar voice, a calm tone, yet it carried an undeniable tremble.

It seed restrained, yet as if it couldn’t be held back any longer.

"Elder Tongjun"... This title belonged to only one person.

Chen Kuang lifted his head, in that mont eting the eyes of the beautiful Daoist nun before him.

The Earth Spirit Daoist Monarch of two thousand three hundred years later, and the cultivator Lv Zhexiong of two thousand three hundred years ago, had almost nothing in common besides appearance.

For Chen Kuang, it was like waking from yesterday’s dream, but for Lv Zhexiong, it was like traversing vast mountains and waters.

She had held a high position for too long, surrounded by many disciples; her disposition and thoughts had changed too much due to her experiences. Gone was the cautiousness and shyness of the past, replaced by the authority and sternness of a person in power.

The naturally enchanting face like a Fox Immortal’s was also faded by this stern aura, and rarely did anyone notice that the Earth Spirit True Monarch of the Mystic God Daoist Sect bore a face more charming than countless beauties noted for their beauty.

In fact, not many dared to lift their heads to look directly at this Great Power who stood among the highest in Cangyuan.

Lv Zhexiong had already fulfilled the determination she had set for herself long ago.

The countless shortcuts bestowed by the heavens—appearance, physique, cultivation techniques—she forsook them all, refusing to fall into degradation, advancing step by step through her own efforts to reach her current position. The hardships within, incomprehensible to outsiders.

In these two thousand three hundred years, Lv Zhexiong never complained to anyone about these countless tribulations set by the unfair fate.

Even in the desperate mont when her eight-hundred-year lifespan was about to end, and she still couldn’t enter the Profound, she never lowered her head to shed a tear.

But when she inadvertently glimpsed that familiar yet unfamiliar silhouette and sensed the aura of the sachet she had given, the grievances and fears that had accumulated in her heart for so long suddenly erupted in tears of bitterness.

Those eyes belonging to a woman looked steadily at him, yet seed to carry a thousand words, crossing oceans and ti, the sun and moon rotating, silently, heavily striking at Chen Kuang’s heart.

At this mont, the impotence of words left Chen Kuang speechless, he could only dryly say:

"It’s been a long ti... no see."

Although Chen Kuang could feel the emotions concealed beneath Lv Zhexiong’s calmness, it didn’t really feel substantial to him.

Because to him, it truly seed only a short while ago that he parted with Lv Zhexiong.

Lv Zhexiong was montarily in a daze.

He hadn’t changed a bit!

The once very vague impression beca clear upon seeing Chen Kuang, indistinguishable from the Elder Tongjun in her mory, as if he had walked out from her recollections.

He even still wore that ridiculous blindfold!

But at this ti, Lv Zhexiong’s cultivation far surpassed Chen Kuang’s, and the Fog Flower Forging no longer had any effect on her.

She could easily see the true face of Chen Kuang, sothing once sought in vain.

Lv Zhexiong’s gaze traced the outline of that elegant face ticulously, as if wanting to imprint him onto her soul, never to forget.

"Alright! Good, good, good! I was wondering who had the audacity to kill two of my disciples..."

Mu Zhao looked at the sword tip that had pierced through his fist and looked toward the Daoist nun opposite him, sneering with mockery:

"So it’s because there’s a paramour from the Mystic God Daoist Sect!"

Mu Zhao’s experience surpassed Lv Zhexiong’s in every way, his insight extrely sharp, he saw at a glance that the atmosphere between the two was off, it was far from the typical reunion of friends or seniors and juniors parted long ago.

This was clearly a matter of romance!

When Mu Zhao spoke, he deliberately did not lower his voice.

At this mont, the "Dao Realms" of the two were contending with each other, those far away retreating, fearing being caught up in it, naturally couldn’t hear the conversation of those inside.

But Shen inan could hear.

Her Profound Robe flapped violently in the wind, almost being blown away, she had to channel all her spiritual qi at the vortex’s center to completely stabilize herself.

Shen inan saw Chen Kuang unhard, and her master suddenly stop being stubborn and ca to his aid, yet she hadn’t even had ti to express her double portion of joy.

Then... she suddenly heard Mu Zhao say such a thing.

The little girl’s mind went blank with a boom, sowhat bewildered.

Paramour of the Mystic God Daoist Sect...?

If soone else had spoken, Shen inan might have thought the remark could refer to herself.

After all, her current identity was that of the "Dao Mark" of the Mystic God Daoist Sect, famously known as a heavenly talent.

However, the one speaking was the "Martial Saint."

In Mu Zhao’s eyes, having this "paramour" was what gave Chen Kuang the courage to kill the "Martial Saint’s" disciple.

Thus, the person he referred to couldn’t possibly be the junior Shen Xingzhu.

It could only be the other woman present, the Earth Spirit Daoist Monarch of the Mystic God Daoist Sect—Lv Zhexiong.

Shen inan’s mind montarily couldn’t process it, staring dumbfounded at the scene before her.

How could it be possible?

Master and... Chen Kuang?

They don’t even know each other!

Regardless of their relationship, if Lv Zhexiong had even known Chen Kuang, she would never have allowed the "Martial Saint" in the Imperial City to issue a warrant to hunt Chen Kuang.

Later on, she wouldn’t have reacted so indifferently to Chen Kuang’s death!

How could she only now suddenly recognize him?