Remould the Glory of Sword Art

The tumultuous waters of the Carp Tide River rolled, and the North Sea reversed its flow, where at the river's mouth, an earth-shaking roar erupted.

This sound spread for tens of miles.

The survivors of the Lichao City calamity all heard this sound.

The Sky-reaching Vine boat shook with the turbulent current.

Tang Fengshu had naturally heard it as well—

She stood at the stern of the boat with her hands behind her back, gazing towards the direction of the North Sea.

"What is that... thing?"

Ye Qinglian's expression turned somewhat pale.

She released her Divine Thought, but it shattered into pieces in the tumultuous Qi waves at the entrance of the North Sea.

The roar seemed to come from some living creature.

"Take this clumsy tiger back to the city."

Tang Fengshu dropped that remark, then stepped forward and leapt into the rolling river tide.

...

...

Finally, the last secret of Beihai Ling was unveiled.

The reason the Secret Tomb could land at both Erosion Sun Swamp and Lichao City... was not because it could move on its own, but because it was carried in the mouth of a great turtle.

Due to the penetration by the Heavenly Destiny Gold Line.

The great turtle fell into madness.

The Seeking Tao Domain began to shatter, and the entire Secret Tomb became unstable.

"Brother Xuanyi, won't you really leave with me?"

Lu Yuzhen looked up at the collapsing sky and extended a final invitation to Xie Xuanyi.

Xie Xuanyi did not hesitate and directly refused, "Different paths do not make plans together."

Sword sounds clanged, echoing in the breaking Tao Domain.

Chen Ke maintained an aggressive posture.

Seeing this scene, the white-haired Taoist could only chuckle lightly, "In that case, I shall take my leave first. Brother Xuanyi, we shall meet again someday."

Lu Yuzhen waved his wide sleeves.

Countless white papers fluttered out from his robes, covering much of the Seeking Tao Domain like butterflies—

then self-ignited, scattering as ash.

Lu Yuzhen had already departed.

Xie Xuanyi stood there, his expression somewhat complex.

It had been ten years since he first heard the name Lu Yuzhen, a man of high realm, acting in ways bizarrely extreme.

If he really wanted to take him away, he could have forcibly involved him.

But he didn't do that.

Lu Yuzhen gave him a "choice."

With a bang!

Just as Xie Xuanyi was about to take away Chen Ke, preparing to leave, suddenly came a loud noise!

The sky of Beihai Ling completely shattered, and the figure of a woman holding a horsetail whisk fell into the Seeking Tao Domain with the collapsing sky!

This figure, Xie Xuanyi was all too familiar with.

The hat was already shattered.

He instinctively lowered his head, not daring to make eye contact with this woman... fortunately, there was still a mask.

This dodging move provoked a scoff.

Tang Fengshu didn't care about the identity of Xie Xuanyi; she merely glanced at the young man before shifting her attention to the many treasures floating in the Seeking Tao Domain.

Eventually, she stated lightly:

"You are the 'Chosen One' that Chen Jingxuan found?"

The Chosen One?

This title made Xie Xuanyi want to laugh and cry simultaneously.

"Well… I suppose so."

He could only accept it.

"Chen Jingxuan's judgment is just as terrible as always, picking such things,"

Tang Fengshu's eyes revealed a hint of mockery, "The Secret Tomb is on the verge of breaking, and you, merely at the Foundation Establishment, are not rushing to save your own life but still thinking about how to take away the relics of Bai Ze. Are you willing to give up your life for a chance?"

Xie Xuanyi paused for a moment.

Clearly...this female Pavilion Master mistook his "staying" for greed.

It was understandable.

In this Seeking Tao Domain, many treasures were displayed; although Chen Jingxuan's Heavenly Destiny Gold Line had shattered the controlling array pattern, the "Dao Pen" leftovers still evenly wrapped around these treasures.

Anyone seeing Xie Xuanyi encircled by treasures at this moment would make this judgment.

"I..."

By now, Xie Xuanyi was too weary to explain anything.

It would be terrible if this woman discovered the "Chen Ke."

He might as well continue with the act, putting on a look as if he wanted to rebut but could not find the words to do so.

He knew Tang Fengshu too well.

Since she had appeared in Beihai Ling... she must have been tasked by Chen Jingxuan to save him.

No matter how disdainful.

Tang Fengshu would definitely save his life.

"Come with me!"

Indeed, after a cold snort, Tang Fengshu flicked her sleeves heavily, her horsetail whisk transforming into thousands of silver threads, wrapping Xie Xuanyi tightly.

The two of them, one after the other, rushed towards the shattered sky!

Boom!

The array patterns set up outside the Bai Ze Secret Tomb could not stop the Pavilion Master woman's momentum; they shattered upon impact.

In just a few moments.

Xie Xuanyi was swept out of Beihai Ling, crashing into the rolling ocean currents.

"Tang Fengshu's realm now... must be at the peak of Yin God, ready to break through to Yang God at any moment."

He felt the Dao Rules clinging to the horsetail whisk.

And the somewhat exposed aura of the female Pavilion Master.

Xie Xuanyi felt emotional, "Ten years have passed... her appearance hasn't changed much, and her way of doing things is as domineering and unreasonable as ever."

"Do you now realize how foolish your actions were?"

A cold rebuke transmitted into the Heart Lake.

Tang Fengshu intentionally stayed for a moment in the depths of the North Sea, allowing the "Chosen One" selected by Chen Jingxuan to clearly see the current situation.

The thunder rolled, swelling with the tide.

Xie Xuanyi looked down and, sure enough, he saw a "gigantic creature" submerged deep within the North Sea.

It was the great turtle mentioned in the Bai Ze Secret Tomb!

The creature's lips had been pierced by a golden line, its expression one of painful rage as it desperately "chewed" on the foreign object in its mouth.

It was indeed Beihai Ling.

This great creature had indeed blocked the entrance to Lichao River and the North Sea.

But after today... things would be different.

It would retreat into the North Sea and submerge completely.

The national tide that the sky watcher had prayed for, at the expense of his life, would burst forth into the Dachu Dynasty with terrifying force.

Xie Xuanyi fell into silence.

And this silence, in Tang Fengshu's eyes, was clearly fear and dread.

"You needn't be so frightened," she said.

The always sharp-tongued but soft-hearted Pavilion Master, after a silent moment, comforted him, "At sixteen or seventeen, having such courage is not necessarily a bad thing. To seek divine opportunities, sacrifices must be made... Did you manage to obtain any treasures during your venture into the tomb?"

Xie Xuanyi snapped back to his senses. He looked at Tang Fengshu earnestly and shook his head.

"You didn't get anything?"

A line of frustration appeared on Tang Fengshu's forehead.

No wonder this young man was reluctant to leave.

With so many treasures in the Secret Tomb, he hadn't taken even one?

...

...

Moments later.

Xie Xuanyi was brought ashore.

He saw familiar figures, the disciples of Baihua Valley had been sent out of the Secret Tomb early. They had met with Ye Qinglian and completed the reporting for Bai Ze Secret Realm, and were now waiting on the shore.

"Xie Zhen! Xie Zhen!"

Yuan Yi saw Xie Xuanyi, disregarding all propriety, and hurriedly rushed over.

As she approached, Yuan Yi hesitated slightly.

His hat was destroyed, and she had finally "wished" to see Xie Zhen's true face.

It was a very ordinary face, with well-balanced features, but not particularly handsome or even delicate.

However, the joy in Yuan Yi's eyes didn't lessen one bit.

"Xie Zhen, you scared me to death... I thought you were dead inside," she said.

The girl's voice was filled with worry.

Earlier, a thunderous noise came from deep within the North Sea, and they had heard from Master Ye that the entire Secret Tomb could collapse at any moment.

Everyone was worried about "Xie Zhen," and Yuan Yi was the most anxious among them.

The disciples of Baihua Valley all gathered around.

Ye Qinglian, supporting Jiang Qihu, curiously inquired, "This Xie Zhen... who exactly is his master?"

She had already heard about the happenings inside the Secret Tomb.

Xie Zhen had fought alone against five Grotto Heavens!

Aside from Chu Man, those four South Border evil cultivators were not to be trifled with!

To be favored by Chen Jingxuan for the Secret Tomb mission and to possess such strength, Xie Zhen was definitely not a nobody....

Therefore.

The identity of a special envoy from the Imperial City's Court of Wearing Tan Clothing was essentially "confirmed."

"You should ask my husband directly about this question,"

Jiang Qihu smiled and said, "This Xie Zhen... I truly do not know him."

Xie Xuanyi took out the well-preserved Reed Sword from his bosom. During his venture into the Bai Ze Secret Tomb, he had only taken two items with him.

One was Chen Ke.

The second was the Reed.

In front of everyone, Xie Xuanyi handed the Reed back to Yuan Yi.

He could tell that Miss Yuan genuinely cared for him and was deeply worried about his safety.

"Miss Yuan can rest assured, I am doing well," he said sincerely.

Then Xie Xuanyi added, "Especially my life, having met Pavilion Master Tang."

This perfunctory compliment was something Tang Fengshu usually couldn't be bothered with. She waved her hand and walked away.

But after just a few steps,

she suddenly stopped, turned back to look at Xie Xuanyi, and furrowed her brows in thought.

However, the shouts coming from the distance quickly interrupted Tang Fengshu's thoughts.

"Pavilion Master! You're finally back!"

"Pavilion Master!"

There was another group by the Lichao River.

It was the Taoist disciples and array pattern masters who had volunteered to form arrays to combat the flood.

At this moment, they were surrounding a young woman carrying a basket on her back, who appeared uninterested in talking as she kept tiptoeing and looking towards the shore to confirm the identity of a "familiar person." Once confirmed, Deng Baiyi quickly squeezed through the crowd and marched up to Xie Xuanyi with fierce momentum under the gaze of dozens of onlookers.

With a smack!

The basket was presented in front of Xie Xuanyi.

Xie Xuanyi silently watched Deng Baiyi, whose body was drenched by the river water.

"Xie, have you forgotten something?!" she exclaimed.

This remark drew everyone's attention.

Then,

from the basket emerged a little girl, about six or seven years old. Jiang Huang clung to the rim of the basket, cautiously observing the outside world, showing only her innocent and pitiful big eyes, finally turning full circle and fixing her gaze on Xie Xuanyi.

"… Daddy."

This call was clear and crisp.

Everyone was stunned.

Yuan Yi's smile stiffened.

"Mommy."

And the next call towards Deng Baiyi silenced the riverside of Lichao River.

Daddy?

Mommy?

The female disciples of Baihua Valley and the Taoist apprentices all gave complicated and astonished looks.

What was happening? Had they heard wrong?

After calling out, Jiang Huang retracted her head into the basket.

"…"

Xie Xuanyi awkwardly smiled at everyone.

On the other side, Deng Baiyi also wore a complex expression, clearly she hadn't expected such a scene either.