Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Song Ze swallowed hard, trembling as he accepted the storage ring, unable to utter a single word.

The myriad of lightning bolts in the sky slowly dissipated, and the pressure permeating the void suddenly vanished.

Li Guanqi took a deep breath and left Wangyue Tower together with Xiang Huaizhi.

Leaving behind many sighing disciples and the sect's higher-ups, who were still in shock.

Zhao Hui rose slowly, a look of despair on his face, and walked alone towards his residence.

The door was tightly closed, and the man leaned against it, his eyes dazed.

Li Guanqi and Xiang Huaizhi flew through the air, neither of them speaking.

Li Guanqi felt no joy in his heart.

He only felt a deep sense of helplessness and sighing.

Celestial Immortal Realm…

Back when he ascended, it was so unattainable.

Even some Mysterious Immortal cultivators could suppress him to the point where he couldn't lift his head.

Now, the other party was just a lamb to slaughter in front of him, without the slightest power to fight back.

If he wanted him to die, he had to die.

This was strength!!

If his cultivation realm had been higher back then, would everything have been different?

Regret.

Li Guanqi's heart was filled with regret.

Recently, he had experienced many things that felt like a joke from heaven.

The mother and son in the Hidden Gate reminded him of his helplessness in Beiliang City back then.

Today's Zhao Chengyong also made him quite emotional.

Zhao Chengyong, who seemed unattainable and invincible to him back then.

Now, in his eyes, he was just an ant that could be crushed at will.

All of this was due to the passage of time and the increase in cultivation strength.

Some people, some things, once they've passed, can never be returned to.

There never was any 'what if'…

Xiang Huaizhi had been silent for a while, raising his pipe, but the tobacco pouch was empty.

Li Guanqi thought for a moment, took out a jade slip, and said softly.

"Would you like to come with me to the Great Xia Sword Sect?"

Lin Wujiu, who was attending a clan meeting in the Lin residence, slowly stood up upon hearing this.

"Father, elders, Old Li just happens to be nearby, and I'm going to go with him to the Great Xia Sword Sect."

Lin Jinting heard this and waved his hand with a smile.

"Good, good, it's good to go take a look."

"Well… you go first, Dad will prepare some gifts and go to the Great Xia Sword Sect in a few days, just to talk about whether Lin family disciples can enter the sect for the assessment."

Lin Wujiu heard the latter part and whispered to Lin Changlu.

"Uncle Lin, do you have any tobacco?"

Lin Changlu stroked his beard and said with a smile and a scolding tone.

"Why do you want this stuff now, kid?"

Lin Wujiu smiled.

"No, no, Old Li wants it. I thought you might have some good stuff here, so I'll take some."

Lin Changlu handed Lin Wujiu a small storage bag.

"Here, take it all."

Lin Wujiu flew into the air towards the location Li Guanqi gave him.

Several hours later, Lin Wujiu saw Li Guanqi and Xiang Huaizhi from afar.

He raised his arm and shouted, "Hahahaha, Old Li!! I'm here!"

Xiang Huaizhi frowned slightly, looking back at Lin Wujiu.

Just a calm gaze made Lin Wujiu's hair stand on end.

Almost as a subconscious reaction, Lin Wujiu instantly drew his sword and assumed a starting stance, staring solemnly at Xiang Huaizhi.

Four spiritual Dao rings appeared behind him, and even the power of Sword墟 was slightly revealed.

Xiang Huaizhi raised an eyebrow and glanced at Li Guanqi.

"Your friend?"

Li Guanqi nodded with a smile.

"Yes, a very loyal friend."

Xiang Huaizhi retracted his gaze, and Lin Wujiu swallowed hard, restraining his aura.

He flew slowly to Li Guanqi's side, first cupping his hands in salute to Xiang Huaizhi, then whispered.

"Old Li! Who is this guy?"

"Never seen him before, such a strong sense of oppression!"

Li Guanqi smiled slightly and whispered.

"Of course, this is a senior of mine from below, very strong!"

Lin Wujiu had a look of sudden realization, no wonder…

He knew very well how strong Li Guanqi was, and besides, Li Guanqi was a very proud person at heart.

Someone who could make him praise so generously must be very, very strong.

Without waiting for Li Guanqi to introduce him, Lin Wujiu bowed to Xiang Huaizhi.

"Junior Lin Wujiu, may I ask for senior's name?"

Xiang Huaizhi's lips curled up slightly, looking at the fighting spirit hidden deep in Lin Wujiu's eyes, and said softly.

"Xiang Huaizhi."

Lin Wujiu smiled, stood up, took out a small storage bag, and handed it to Xiang Huaizhi.

"This is what I brought from home, I don't know if Brother Xiang is used to smoking it."

Xiang Huaizhi was slightly stunned, took the storage bag, and saw that it was filled with a lot of tobacco.

Xiang Huaizhi smiled, took out some tobacco, lit it, and took a puff.

"Thank you."

Lin Wujiu waved his hand with a smile.

"It's nothing."

"Hey, Old Li, my dad told me to go with you to take a look."

"Let me tell you, I'm very, very curious about your brothers, are they all very powerful?"

Li Guanqi joked.

"Don't worry, any one of them can deal with you like it's nothing."

Xiang Huaizhi smoked his pipe, originally thinking that a noble young master like Lin Wujiu would be unconvinced or discouraged.

But unexpectedly, Lin Wujiu grabbed Li Guanqi with an excited look and said.

"Really?"

"Hey, as expected of your brothers from below, are they all so strong?"

"Let me tell you, it's no problem for them to give me some pointers, right?"

Li Guanqi replied: "No problem, I'll let them teach you a good lesson when the time comes."

Xiang Huaizhi interjected at this time.

"You seem… to want to fight with me very much?"

A flash of light suddenly appeared in Lin Wujiu's eyes, he turned to look at Xiang Huaizhi and nodded.

"Yes!"

"I can feel it, you are very strong!"

"If Brother Xiang doesn't mind giving me some guidance…"

Xiang Huaizhi tapped his pipe, the ashes fell, and he hung it on his waist.

"Okay, I'm free anyway."

Seeing this, Li Guanqi couldn't help but urge.

"Senior Xiang, you… take it easy."

Xiang Huaizhi smiled, put his hands behind his back, and took a step forward.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Lin Wujiu excitedly took out his sword.

"Hahahaha, Old Li, I'm going!"

Li Guanqi didn't speak, just looked at Lin Wujiu's excited face, his face twitched, and he scratched his head.

"Has this kid never been beaten when he was out adventuring?"

Buzz!!!!

Lin Wujiu exhaled turbid air, solemnly assumed his sword stance, and the spiritual Dao rings behind him suddenly appeared.

"Brother Xiang, I'm ready, please draw your sword."

Xiang Huaizhi shook his head, flames surged around him, and then condensed into a long sword, saying softly.

"I'm just sparring with you, no need to draw your sword."

Li Guanqi stood on a mountain peak, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Xiang Huaizhi was known as an all-rounder among the Eight Generals back then, knives, spears, swords, halberds, fists, and spells were all top-notch!

It can be said that there were no particularly obvious shortcomings in Xiang Huaizhi's skill set.

But he didn't push any one thing to the extreme.