The words struck like a sudden clap of thunder, reverberating in the ears of everyone present.
The entire city fell into stunned silence, as if frozen in time.
Su Jiu stared blankly at the not-so-tall figure standing before her, her eyes shimmering with unspoken admiration.
At this moment, Su Ji’s overwhelming arrogance—his absolute confidence in his own path—sent tremors through her heart.
Beneath his usual carefree, glib-tongued demeanor, he had hidden such a resolute and unwavering Dao heart.
The air itself seemed to solidify.
After a long pause, the ancient voice spoke again, this time devoid of any discernible emotion, carrying only an indescribable weariness.
"You are the second person who has dared to speak to me like this."
"Very well."
"Since you reject my Dao, my legacy will not be entrusted to an insolent fool like you."
"Leave."
As the words faded, the immense pressure that had enveloped the city receded like a tide, as if everything that had just transpired was nothing but an illusion.
Su Ji let out a derisive laugh, showing no hint of reluctance.
He sheathed his sword, took Su Jiu’s wrist, and turned to leave without a second glance.
"Let’s go, junior sister."
"This damned place reeks of bad luck."
On the city walls, the man from the Kui Tian Holy Land suppressed a flash of murderous intent, forcing it down with visible effort.
The woman, Li Xi, wore an icy expression, her metallic serpent’s vertical pupils locked onto Su Ji’s retreating figure, as if poised to strike at any moment.
The disciples of the Blood Fiend Sect and the Joyful Union Sect were left dumbfounded, their faces filled with confusion.
They couldn’t comprehend why the ancient powerhouse, after being so thoroughly insulted, hadn’t unleashed his wrath upon that arrogant brat. Instead, he had simply let him walk away.
Was it really because of that impassioned speech?
This was beyond absurd!
Yet, no one knew—
In the depths of the unknown void, that remnant soul’s gaze remained fixed on Su Ji.
It searched for even the slightest trace of shock, unwillingness, or concealed regret beneath his calm facade.
But there was none.
The young man’s face showed nothing but open disdain, as if what he had just abandoned wasn’t an earth-shattering opportunity that would drive all of Great Xia into a frenzy, but rather a piece of roadside filth.
Could it be…
He wasn’t putting on an act?
He hadn’t said those things just to grab its attention?
The remnant soul was perplexed.
It had existed for far too long, witnessed far too many honey-tongued hypocrites and sanctimonious frauds.
Had it encountered Su Ji in its prime, when its spirit still burned fiercely, it might have hailed him as a kindred soul, exclaiming, "My Dao is not alone!"
But time had worn away all edges.
Its heart was now as still as an ancient well.
Though Su Ji’s words and actions perfectly aligned with the requirements of its legacy—even making him the ideal candidate—
The human heart was the most unpredictable thing of all.
Had it not been for that mistake in the past…
Would Great Xia have fallen to such a state?
The remnant soul sank into distant memories.
Then, abruptly, its thoughts paused.
The image of that brat drawing his sword resurfaced in its mind.
Wait—
That sword…
It was "Whispering Wind"!
That familiar, detestable aura…
It was her!
The remnant soul had slumbered for too long, its consciousness dulled.
Only now did it realize—the audacious fool who had just spoken so arrogantly was actually the chosen one of its lifelong rival?
They had fought their entire lives.
From their reckless youth, to their ascensions to the pinnacle, to their final parting of ways… yet never settling the true victor.
And now, after a hundred thousand years…
Here it was, clinging to existence as a mere remnant soul, while she had left behind a sword’s will to guide the next generation?
The remnant soul fell silent.
Then, after a moment, it laughed.
The laughter carried self-mockery, but even more so—the exhilaration of meeting a worthy opponent once more.
Good!
Excellent!
If that was how it was… then this unresolved battle…
Would continue through these two successors!
It would see for itself—whether its chosen one would prevail, or if her favored disciple would have the last laugh.
…
Just as Su Ji and Su Jiu were about to step through the shattered city gates, into the sunlight beyond—
Another anomaly struck.
Without warning, the world twisted and warped around them.
The solid stone beneath their feet dissolved into endless darkness.
The clear sky above turned into a swirling expanse of gray and white.
The broken gates, the distant mountains—everything vanished in an instant.
They had been pulled into a space detached from the world itself.
Su Jiu’s face paled as she instinctively tried to summon her spiritual energy, only to find her Golden Core frozen, completely unresponsive.
"What’s happening?"
The ancient voice echoed in their minds one final time:
"My legacy… has already begun."
"Not a technique, not a method."
"Not a weapon, not an artifact."
"Whether you comprehend it… depends solely on your own fortune…"
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