Let the system try to save the world

Rong Yuan swung the magic knife, the blade light was as fast as lightning, and slashed towards Shen Anzhi with violent force.

Shen Anzhi gently waved the tip of the sword, releasing a soft peach-colored mist, forming a series of strange attacks, trying to trap Rong Yuan.

The two's moves and weapons intertwined, and the air was filled with sparks and smoke.

Their figures shuttled back and forth quickly in the battle, at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye.

Every collision made a deafening sound, as if the entire Ten Thousand Demons Abyss was shaking with their battle.

The battle lasted for a long time, and a strange balance was formed between their offense and defense, and no one could win easily.

The two retreated at the same time and stopped attacking. They both had wounds on their bodies, but they had no intention of retreating.

They looked at each other, and Rong Yuan felt sad. The last time he met Shen Anzhi, he was still a little kid trembling under Shen Fuguang's hands, but now he has the strength to match Shen Anzhi.

"The Demon Lord is nothing more than this." Shen Anzhi spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, "Why don't you let me sit in the Demon Lord's position for a few days?"

"You are young, but you are so arrogant!" Rong Yuan stood with his sword in his hand, "If you want the position of Demon Lord, come and take it yourself!"

There was murderous intent in the eyes of both men, and it was obvious that they had really started a fight. Their swords and knives swept towards each other with huge spiritual power. Sensing that this collision of energy was enough to destroy the environment within a radius of several miles, Xitong flashed forward and grasped the tip of Rong Yuan's knife.

As for whether Shen Anzhi would stab Rong Yuan to death, I'm sorry, Xitong has never considered it.

"Stop, Rong Wanneng." In a flash, the battlefield of two people has become a battlefield of four people.

The man was wearing a purple robe. He touched Rong Yuan's brow with one hand and pushed away the tip of Shen Anzhi's peach wood sword with the other.

“…Master.” Rong Yuan put away his sword in disbelief.

"You still remember that I am your master?" Jiang Qingyu glanced at him. He withdrew his hand and put it in his sleeve. "My disciple is ignorant and has caused trouble for you two."

"Master Qingzhu, I have long heard of your great name." Xitong let go of Rong Yuan's knife and stood beside Shen Anzhi. "I heard that you had expelled Master Mozun from your sect a long time ago."

"It seems to be true." Jiang Qingyu nodded, "But I'm old, maybe I have what you call Alzheimer's disease, and I always forget about it."

This Qingzhu is really a wonderful person. Xitong smiled with interest. If he didn't already have a host, this person would be quite interesting.

"Why didn't your senior brother send me an invitation to his wedding?" Jiang Qingyu turned his back and hit Rong Yuan's head hard, "Am I not worthy of drinking your senior brother's wedding wine? Am I not worthy of drinking the bride's tea?"

"Hey, Master." Jiang Qingyu didn't use his spiritual power when he struck, and Rong Yuan didn't use his body-protecting spiritual power to block it, "Aren't you anxious?"

"Where's my new wife?" Jiang Qingyu asked, "It's only right for my wife to kowtow to me. I've prepared a lot of money for her to change her words."

"Our family members from my mother's side haven't spoken yet." Xitong reminded.

"So it's my in-laws." Jiang Qingyu said, "Hey, Wan Neng, why did you fight with your in-laws?"

"My family doesn't agree with this marriage." Xitong said loudly.

"Why do you admit that Brother Gu is the new daughter-in-law so easily?" Shen Anzhi said softly, "You can't 'marry' Brother Gu. We are the in-laws' family, the in-laws' family."

"We are not relatives at all." Xi Tong corrected, "Qingzhu, your disciple kidnapped my friend for no reason and forced him to marry Xi Wan'an. Have you ever asked for his opinion?"

"I'm doing this for their own good..." Rong Yuan muttered.

"Bullshit." Jiang Qingyu patted Rong Yuan's head, "Only I can say this."

"Why!?"

"Because I'm the adult and you're the child."

"How can there be a child who is almost a hundred years old?!"

"Venerable Qingzhu, this marriage is too absurd. I think it is better to call it quits." Xitong said.

"Daoyou." Jiang Qingyu bowed and said, "We cultivators pay the most attention to the matter of fate. Although my disciple is a bit reckless on weekdays, he is not the kind of person who makes random connections. It must be that Wan'an has some connection with Mr. Gu."

"You mean, this marriage is inevitable?" Xitong raised his eyebrows.

"It's not too late to take another look." Qingzhu did not directly answer Xitong's question.

"When did you see it?" Xitong asked.

"Very soon." Jiang Qingyu crossed his arms and looked calm and composed. He said, "Don't stand there. Let's eat first."

"Do you want to recall the Goddess Yaoguang?" Xi Tong raised his eyebrows and spoke abruptly.

"Master, I didn't say anything." Rong Yuan looked at Jiang Qingyu stealthily.

"He hasn't asked anything yet!" Jiang Qingyu said angrily.

"It's okay to tell you." Jiang Qingyu said, "I know you have been to Pingjing Town. The residual soul of the Yaoguang Goddess reincarnates once every hundred years. This time, she chose my disciple Yan..."

"Don't call me by my given name." Rong Yuan interrupted quickly.

"...Yan Yao." Jiang Qingyu continued, "Do you know that the remaining soul of the Yaoguang Goddess will not live past the age of knowing her destiny?"

"I know." Xitong nodded. "I originally thought it was because of the incompleteness of the three souls and seven spirits. Now it seems that there is another reason?"

"Yes." Jiang Qingyu said, "The purpose of the remaining soul is to repair the sky."

"Not all of those residual souls are righteous and willing to sacrifice themselves for the peace of Xuanqing Realm after reincarnation." Jiang Qingyu sighed, "At the age of fifty in the mortal world, when children are around and everything they want is just getting on track, how many people can give up all these things?"

"Initially, I accepted Yan Yao as my disciple just to let her mend the sky when necessary." Jiang Qingyu shook his head, "My heart is not a plant, even if it is a piece of stone, it will warm up after so many years."

"Yes, I regret it." Jiang Qingyu said, "I have seen her grow from a tiny baby to a beautiful young lady. How can I bear to send my living disciple to make up for that stupid thing?"

"When one reaches the level of Goddess Yaoguang, their soul is immortal." Jiang Qingyu said, "All I need is a medium."

"Just make up for the lie first." Xi Tong shook her head. "Since you want Yaoguang's transformation, why did you let your disciple drag Gu Yugui down to the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss?"

"Yes, why." Jiang Qingyu turned around and stared at Rong Yuan.

"It was that Gu Yugui who was holding Yaoguang tightly." Rong Yuan cried out in injustice, "Should I pull the skirt of Goddess Yaoguang? There is a difference between men and women!"

Xitong glanced at the master and disciple, and his intuition told him that this matter was definitely not that simple.

Rong Yuan's heart rate and blood pressure were normal, he was not lying.

Jiang Qingyu...

Seeing Xitong staring at him, Jiang Qingyu smiled good-naturedly, "It seems this is just a misunderstanding."

Xitong didn't believe it.

Xitong only believed what Shen Anzhi said. He felt someone pushed Xi Wanan in the corridor. If they wanted to get married, both the newlyweds had to be present.