Su Jie was stunned.
In terms of talent and comprehension, she had never lost to anyone and was rightfully hailed as the strongest Sage.
Yet, the Great Dao before her now was something she couldn’t grasp at all.
Even after repeated contemplation, she gained nothing.
Watching as passersby around her sat cross-legged in meditation, seemingly immersed in the Great Dao, she remained utterly unaffected—as if she were inferior even to these ordinary folk.
This was impossible.
Why?
This man before her appeared utterly unremarkable in cultivation, yet he had somehow managed to resonate with Bai Piaopiao’s Great Dao.
Her frustration and confusion grew thicker by the moment.
Unable to hold back, Su Jie took a step forward.
“Are you Yi Feng?”
Their conversation was abruptly interrupted.
The surrounding Dao resonance dissipated instantly.
The onlookers, like unwelcome lightbulbs, opened their eyes one after another, their faces filled with regret and irritation!
Such a rare opportunity to perceive the Great Dao—
Who dared to disrupt it…?!
Before their inner fury could even be voiced, they saw the Sword Saint herself striding forward. The crowd had no choice but to rise quietly, swallowing their grievances.
If she had spoken to interrupt,
no matter how unwilling they were, they had to pretend they hadn’t heard a thing.
Under countless gazes,
Su Jie walked toward Yi Feng.
After observing him for a few breaths,
her expression remained calm,
but inwardly, she found it increasingly bizarre.
This man’s cultivation was utterly ordinary—she couldn’t discern anything exceptional about him.
So why…
Why could he resonate with Bai Piaopiao’s Great Dao?
As she studied him,
Yi Feng also turned his gaze toward her.
A black ponytail, a longsword cradled in her arms, the valiant demeanor of a female swordmaster.
This woman…
was clearly the domineering type.
And also a Sage…?
And a terrifyingly powerful one at that!
Suddenly realizing something, Yi Feng glanced at Bai Piaopiao.
“Might I ask who this is?”
Their conversation had been cut short,
leaving Bai Piaopiao slightly disappointed.
But hearing Yi Feng’s refined inquiry, she remembered her companion.
With a gentle smile, she introduced her.
“This is my dear friend, Su Jie. The world knows her as the Undefeated Sword Saint.”
Huh?
Yi Feng’s eyes instantly brightened.
Undefeated Sword Saint!
Now that was an impressive title!
Just from the name alone,
this woman was clearly no ordinary powerhouse. His life had hope again!
Yi Feng immediately perked up.
With a nod and a smile, he spoke.
“So you’re a friend of Miss Bai’s! In that case, why not come inside for a chat?”
The moment these words left his mouth,
the onlookers were dumbstruck!
Good heavens!
This bastard had some nerve!
Managing to cling to the White Emperor was already a stroke of insane luck.
And now…
he actually had the audacity to try cozying up to the Sword Saint too?!
The sheer audacity!
What a scoundrel!!!
Bai Piaopiao blinked in surprise,
as if sensing something odd, but she hesitated to speak.
Su Jie, however, showed no reaction.
Her clear eyes fixed on Yi Feng, she replied calmly.
“Very well.”
This man had invited her so directly,
as if brimming with confidence.
It was the first time she’d seen someone so self-assured in her presence.
Su Jie grew even more curious.
Seeing the woman agree so readily,
Yi Feng beamed with delight.
Ignoring the stunned expressions around him—and failing to notice Bai Piaopiao’s momentary daze—he stepped aside with a welcoming gesture.
“Miss Bai, Miss Su, please.”
The two women exchanged a quiet glance,
then followed him inside.
The scene shattered the onlookers’ worldview into pieces!
Damn it!
This bastard actually succeeded?!
How…?!
Just as everyone stood there baffled,
Yi Feng suddenly paused, as if remembering something.
“Ladies, please wait a moment. I left my rope over there—let me fetch it first!”
Uh…
The crowd didn’t know what to think anymore.
How many lifetimes of good karma had this guy accumulated to earn a private audience with two Sages?!
If it were them,
they’d be over the moon, probably ready to break out the drums and trumpets in celebration!
They wouldn’t dare be the slightest bit careless—
they’d be polishing the path ahead for the Sages to walk on!
But this guy?
Leaving two Sages waiting at the door…
just to fetch some rope?!
What kind of priceless rope was this?!
How could it possibly compare to two Sages?!
Being stingy was one thing,
but this was sheer idiocy!
Such shortsightedness was truly eye-opening.
What a freak.
Daring to leave Sages cooling their heels at the doorstep…
Even if the two Sages were magnanimous, such disrespect was practically suicidal.
Sages were not to be insulted!
This fool’s actions were no different from seeking death!
Hmph!
He was far too arrogant—let’s see how he dies later!
As the crowd sneered inwardly,
Bai Piaopiao waited gently,
while Su Jie stood with her sword, her gaze as serene as ever.
Several breaths passed…
Many of the onlookers were stunned.
Two Sages…
were actually this tolerant toward some nobody?!
Even displaying an almost unnatural patience!
This wasn’t right, was it?!
Where was the legendary divine wrath?!
Had Sages…
become this easygoing nowadays?!
The crowd was on the verge of losing their minds!
A few more breaths later,
Yi Feng finally returned, wearing a satisfied smile as if he’d reclaimed a lost treasure.
Approaching with a polite bow,
he said, “My apologies for the wait.”
Even after being left standing for several breaths,
Bai Piaopiao showed no annoyance, replying gently,
“It’s no trouble…”
Su Jie also nodded calmly, her eyes still fixed on Yi Feng.
While the two Sages remained composed,
the onlookers were about to collapse.
Why?!
Why, damn it?!
Two Sages had waited at the door for several breaths—and not a hint of anger?!
For anyone else,
being left hanging like this on their first visit would’ve sparked fury!
But here…
the two divine women weren’t just unbothered—they seemed perfectly at ease!
In fact,
it almost looked like they were happy to wait for this guy!
How was this possible?!
What made this utterly unremarkable man worthy of such regard from Sages?!
The crowd was utterly dumbfounded!
Everything had defied expectations.
They couldn’t comprehend what they’d just witnessed, nor the sheer absurdity of it all!
All they could do was watch,
as that reckless man walked into the courtyard side by side with the Sages.
Hundreds of wide-eyed spectators
felt their jaws hit the ground!
They scratched their heads for ages but still couldn’t make sense of it.
Today’s events…
were utterly baffling!
But no matter how confused they were,
the opportunity was gone. The crowd dispersed, each hurrying to meditate on the faint glimpse of the Great Dao they’d caught.
Of course,
there were also those with shallow cultivation—so-called “talents”—who hadn’t perceived anything at all.
Their hearts burned with envy,
eager to tear that scoundrel apart with their words!
The grand arrival of the White Emperor
soon became the talk of the town!
In the distance,
Chen Dong came rushing over in a frenzy, pounding on the wooden gate of the small courtyard!
“Yi Feng! Yi Feng!”
“The White Emperor is here! The White Emperor has really come!!!”
ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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