When Liang Yi and Su Youyi finally descended the mountain after their intense training, they unexpectedly stumbled upon the person from Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool who loved to sleep in.

"Brother Ke? Have you just successfully broken through the mirror?" Liang Yi greeted him warmly.

"Oh, Brother Liang Yi," Ke Mengzhan replied with a light smile, though there was still a hint of deep fatigue at the corners of his eyes. "I was lucky to succeed, all thanks to Master's help."

"Brother Ke, you are now..." Su Youyi sensed something amiss with Ke Mengzhan of Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool the moment she saw him.

"There was a bit of a problem with the Heart Inquiry, and although I managed to break through the mirror, some aftereffects remained," Ke Mengzhan sighed lightly, without going into much detail.

Liang Yi frowned at this point, also noticing that something was off about Ke Mengzhan.

If the sleep-loving Ke Mengzhan from before was the epitome of a constantly honed, sharp sword in terms of physicality, then the current Ke Mengzhan was like a sword sheath that had become damaged.

They were able to deduce that Ke Mengzhan had successfully broken through the mirror immediately because of the distinctly obvious Sword Intent radiating around him, which was certainly at the level of the Sixth Realm.

But upon closer inspection, Liang Yi realized that this Sword Qi was not being actively displayed by Ke Mengzhan, but rather resembled a bottle leaking water.

Although Ke Mengzhan intended to remedy the situation, his attempts proved to be futile, and he could not stem the flow of Sword Qi leaking from his body.

"No need to worry. This situation may look serious, but danger often comes with opportunity. I have a feeling that once I resolve this issue, it will be the moment I completely overcome the Heart Inquiry," Ke Mengzhan said, smiling nonchalantly and comforting Liang Yi and Su Youyi instead.

"I'm enlightened," Liang Yi admired inwardly. A situation with overflowing Sword Intent could lead to disastrous consequences like demonic cultivation, ruining one's entire cultivation. Yet even in such a state, Ke Mengzhan maintained the mentality of a strong individual, which earned Liang Yi's respect.

"I haven't had much time to spend with you both, and it's my fault this time. I'll be sure to treat you two properly at our next meeting."

Though Ke Mengzhan was visibly exhausted, Liang Yi saw none of his former sleepy indolence. Instead, Ke Mengzhan's spirit had achieved a perfect harmony.

"I'm going to retreat to my cave mansion now. Please, go about your business."

Ke Mengzhan bowed to Liang Yi and the next second, transformed into a sword light and sped away.

"As long as Brother Ke can overcome this obstacle, I believe he will undergo a new transformation," Su Youyi declared confidently to her senior brother as she watched the fading light of Ke Mengzhan.

"Then you'd better be careful next time; Brother Ke said he wanted to spar with you," Liang Yi teased his junior sister with a laugh.

"I definitely won't lose!" Su Youyi clenched her fists, her eyes gleaming brightly. The opportunity to spar with a Sword Cultivator of Ke Mengzhan's caliber would be greatly beneficial to her.

"No worries, even if you lose, I'll help you get back at him later," Liang Yi said with full confidence. With the rate at which he was accumulating experience, it wouldn't be long before he outpaced the Chief True Inheritors of all the Super Forces.

And once he surpassed them, it was impossible for anyone to overtake him.

A life with cheats is mundane and flavorless, but he relished it.

"Hmph, if I lose, there's no way you can win either," Su Youyi retorted with feigned confidence, but considering her senior brother's rate of cultivation, she wasn't truly convinced.

"Let's go and see how the situation has changed these days, and then head to the Senluo Wanxiang Sect after getting ready," said Liang Yi with a smile as he playfully tousled his junior sister's hair.

"Don't mess it up; it'll stop growing," Su Youyi pouted slightly, somewhat reluctantly.

Yu Gejing and mother are both tall and elegant; she envies them quite a bit.

"If you don't grow taller, then so be it. If you were taller, I wouldn't be able to hug you like this," Liang Yi smirked mischievously. Turning around to stand behind Su Youyi, he stretched out his hands and wrapped them around her slender waist, pulling his junior sister close against his chest, his chin resting naturally on the top of her head.

"Umm..." The sudden move by Liang Yi caught Su Youyi off guard, but the strong heartbeat and warmth from his back made her acutely aware of her senior brother's presence.

Suddenly, she felt that not being tall was quite alright.

Atop Snow Mountain, Zhou Yu and Zhou Ruanxian watched the two figures hand in hand, leaning on each other as they walked away, and couldn't help but smile wryly.

"These two youngsters..." Zhou Ruanxian shook his head; it was these slowly nurtured feelings that gave them hope of reaching that Realm.

However, when Zhou Ruanxian looked next to him, he posed a soul-searching question.

"After all these years, where's your life companion? Of the three brothers, how come you're the only one still single?"

Back then, in the Cultivation World, the three brightest stars were Chen Hua, Fang Zhi, and Zhou Yu.

Years passed, and both Chen Hua and Fang Zhi had their own families, only this youngest brother remained alone.

"Sword Cultivators, ah, our only companion is the sword!" Zhou Yu spoke without expression, his words dripping with coolness.

"Speak human language," Zhou Ruanxian raised his hand.

"It's true. Every day, if I'm not practicing Sword Dao, I'm dealing with Sect affairs. Where would I find the time to seek a soulmate?" Zhou Yu's expression darkened; he wasn't joking.

Others might think that Sword Cultivators focus solely on their swords, but Sword Cultivators are people too, and being human, they have emotions and desires. They can't become completely like the swords they wield.

The times have long passed when the heartless Sword Dao was in fashion. That's an outdated concept thousands of years old, no Sword Cultivator is foolish enough to believe that heartlessness is the key to strength.

Sword Cultivators thrive on talent and perseverance. Neither geniuses like Chen Hua nor Zhou Yu would seek to rid themselves of emotions and desires. If one were to bring back an ancient expert who cultivated the heartless Sword Dao, Chen Hua could shatter their Mental State.

So, it's not that Zhou Yu doesn't want to find someone; in his earlier years, he even snuck into brothels with those two good-for-nothings.

But now, with different status and identity, though cultivation increases lifespan, the obligations and matters to be dealt with have significantly grown.

"Anyways, we have Second Brother; his harem holds three thousand beauties," Zhou Yu thought of Zhou Zhukong in the deep palace of Qingliang City, with a very faint smile on his lips.

"Zhukong never wanted to be in that position," Zhou Ruanxian's gaze spanned the Endless Void, gazing in the direction of Qingliang City with a tone of prolonged sorrow.

Who among the common folk, upon seeing the Emperor Zhou's unrivaled dominance, would know he was once a refined scholar who read widely and aspired for officialdom?

"Fate is such, aside from real Immortals, who can resist destiny…" Zhou Yu's eyes were profound as he lifted his head slightly, his gaze piercing the heavens, unknowingly fixed on something.

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