Xiao Liuer...
Chen Yi stood up, glanced sideways, and said with a smile, "It’s the first ti soone described as ’magical’."
Xiao Liuer is two years younger than Ah Lang, but she appears older, around twenty years old.
Exactly how old...
She likely keeps it a well-guarded secret.
Even Taoist Zhao Muzi and Zhao Tianhe are not very clear.
Judging by her usual attire, she appears elegant and simple, bearing so traits of a Martial World knight.
But not much.
More so, she exhibits an air of nobility and the refined elegance of a scholar, distinctly setting her apart from the Martial World mannerisms of Ah Lang, Zhan Hongxiu, and others.
Furthermore, considering Xiao Liuer’s usual quiet deanor and her knowledge of certain secrets about Taizhou Mountain, it’s not difficult to discern that her background is sowhat special.
Xiao Liuer did not avoid his gaze, looking at him directly, she smiled and said, "Since ancient tis, aside from the Ten Divine Power Realms Divine Will Power being able to resist the invasion and corrosion of the Weak Water, I have never heard or seen any Seventh Realm cultivator being able to subrge their hand in Weak Water without being eroded."
As she spoke, her gaze naturally fell on Chen Yi’s hand.
"Brother Yi’s Sword Dao Divine Power must be very special, right?"
Chen Yi nodded briefly, unguarded, openly admitting, "So say my Sword Dao is the Supre Killing Dao, a Great Divine Power. If not so, how would the rumors circulating from the ’Pure Land of Bliss’ garner so much belief?"
At this point, he paused, glanced at Xiao Liuer, and asked with a smile, "So, do you believe it?"
Xiao Liuer was slightly stunned, as if she hadn’t expected him to be so straightforward.
"Brother Yi, of course, I believe you."
"I ant what the ’Pure Land of Bliss’ says — that I am the inheritor of the Ancient Daoist Court. Do you believe it?"
"Yes."
Xiao Liuer took a deep breath, nodding emphatically, "Brother Yi, possessing the Supre Killing Dao Great Divine Power far surpasses the current cultivators practicing slaughtering and killing Dao intent."
"This fact alone is enough for to believe you might have been chosen by the Ancient Daoist Court for inheritance."
Chen Yi shook his head upon hearing this, saying, "It seems what you believe isn’t the words from the ’Pure Land of Bliss’."
Xiao Liuer chuckled; her beautiful face appeared even more striking than usual.
"Brother Yi, you already know, the words spread by the ’Pure Land of Bliss’ rely aim to divert the attention of the nurous Great Powers on Taizhou Mountain. Coupled with such ambiguous remarks, anyone with a bit of sense wouldn’t believe their one-sided words."
Her gaze naturally shifted beyond the wooden platform, falling onto the cascading heavenly rivers.
Nearby, intricately scattered wooden huts, so inscribed with a particular Realm, so with a sect, while others simply had a na.
Indicating their territory, or used to be.
As she watched, Xiao Liuer remarked with intent, "Ancient inheritances are like this temporary wooden platform; each inheritance will be occupied by the suitable person."
"Not a one-way choice, but a mutual pursuit."
Chen Yi raised a brow, following her gaze.
Just then, the cultivators who had entered the Weak Water Realm were looking for suitable places to reside.
The larger areas were left for ancestor-tier or powerful Realm sects, while the smaller huts mostly housed weaker cultivators.
So, seeking camaraderie, even cramd over a dozen cultivators into a small hut.
As Xiao Liuer previously ntioned, every Great Power has its choice, every wooden hut has its belonging.
Just like the Ancient Daoist inheritance...
Chen Yi couldn’t help but chuckle as he surveyed the scene, "It seems my identity as the inheritor of the Ancient Daoist Court is inevitable."
"Although if that’s the case, I should be happy."
"Everyone, from birth, is on their own path. So start high, so low, so walk fast, so slow, but all proceed in one direction."
Chen Yi, uncharacteristically reflective, said, "Inevitably, so will fall by the wayside, their bodies trampled upon by those who follow, moving onwards."
"The Ancient Daoist Court inheritance is likewise, a doctrine built upon countless predecessors’ remains. It may not be found now, but eventually soone will obtain it and take a significant step forward."
Xiao Liuer, hearing his words, gave him a thoughtful glance, her expression slightly complex.
There was surprise, amazent, and understanding, as if she comprehended sothing, having grasped so truth.
However, before she could speak, Chen Yi continued: "Isn’t this outco magnificent? After all, acquiring a renowned inheritance."
"Yet in my view, fate, when bestowed, must be tempered."
"Whether or not it is I who gained the Ancient Daoist Court inheritance, the individual ultimately acquiring it will bear a responsibility—perhaps to carry it forward, perhaps to undertake the Tao Court’s karma, or maybe just temporarily safeguard it for a future individual, pitifully serving as a vault manager."
He cheerfully looked at Xiao Liuer and asked, "In such situations, should I be happy or disappointed?"
Just like before,
Chen Yi didn’t wait for Xiao Liuer’s response, answering himself, "I am still happy, haha..."
Laughing as he spoke, "As I initially stated, obtaining that inheritance signifies that on that Grand Dao, I am a step ahead, right?"
Xiao Liuer, fully understanding his aning, nodded with a smile, "Fate, when bestowed, must be tempered... I hadn’t considered this aspect."
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