"Junior Brother Qian, I've recovered."

...

"Senior Brother Wei, good morning."

"Junior Sister Ding, you too."

...

"Wei Xian, I heard you went to a low-level Cultivation Profound Land for training, and you almost got severely injured and killed. That's truly laughable." Another gray-robed Sword Cultivator approached, but with a mocking look on his face.

Before Song Yan could speak, Ling Xiaoxiao's face had already turned red, ready to retort.

Gray robes, among the fellow Sword Cultivators in Biluo Mountain, indicated the color of a Sword Robe for Purple Mansion Cultivators.

Ordinarily, Ling Xiaoxiao wouldn't dare to challenge such senior brothers, but if any of them dared to speak ill of Senior Brother Wei, she would stand out, "playing the fox exploiting the tiger's might," to speak a few fair words for Senior Brother Wei.

But before they could speak, a female Cultivator in gray beside the gray-robed Sword Cultivator had already opened her mouth.

"It's been confirmed during this outing. The low-level Cultivation Profound Land is already plagued by celestial calamities, fraught with danger, and for Wei Xian to break through and return safely is already remarkable. Senior Brother's derision is truly undeserved."

After the words fell, the mocking gray-robed Sword Cultivator was stunned for a moment and asked, "Really?"

The gray-robed female Cultivator replied, "This outing, over a thousand from our Sword Sect alliance went out through the Teleportation Array for training, the period lasted no more than three months, and the area was just around Wangjian City, but we encountered a total of six Celestial Calamity Beasts! Celestial Calamity Beasts never act alone; once they pass, they're followed by tens of thousands of calamity beasts... that kind of situation is truly terrifying."

The gray-robed Sword Cultivator was stunned for a long time and then bowed deeply to Song Yan, sincerely saying, "This time, it seems I was too hasty to judge, please accept my apologies."

After saying this, the Sword Cultivator and his companion traveled far away.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the departing Sword Cultivator, seemingly enlightened, and murmured, "To be sincere with oneself, that's how you can be sincere with the sword. There are many things worth learning from these senior brothers."

Song Yan glanced at his companion's "study hard and improve every day" look and couldn't help but laugh.

Ling Xiaoxiao blushed and said, "Senior Brother, why are you laughing?"

Song Yan seriously said, "Live and learn till old age, always advancing."

Just as Ling Xiaoxiao was about to earnestly agree, she saw Song Yan laughing again and immediately realized her companion was teasing her, so she bit her lip and said angrily, "What's wrong with that?"

Song Yan felt that this female Cultivator was adorably clumsy and innocent, so he suppressed his urge to laugh, nodded again, and seriously said, "What you said is not wrong, right or wrong is not scary, sincerity in heart and honesty in action are what's most important. If others' words and actions have merit, they should be learned."

...

Shortly...

Song Yan and Ling Xiaoxiao descended to the main peak of Kuan Zen Peak.

After explaining the purpose of their visit, they were introduced into the main hall by a disciple.

The hall's doors shimmered with golden light, but inside it was elegant and full of Zen charm—small bridges and flowing water, with an elderly man observing spiritual fish in the pond from the bridge.

The elder had a bald head, smooth like a peeled big peach, his cheeks slightly plump like a baby, with small eyes smiling, exuding blessedness.

He was an Elder of the Ancient Race of Immeasurable, known as "Heaven-Releasing Sword Elder," in the Late Stage of Divine Infant Realm, standing on the wooden bridge, looking like a wealthy mortal elder.

Without keen insight, one might laughingly mistake him for a mortal.

At this moment, he was throwing handfuls of fish food into the water, watching the fish compete, laughing happily.

In Song Yan's eyes, this Heaven-Releasing Sword Elder was thoroughly integrated with this piece of heaven and earth, giving him a sense of "Ningxin Ancestor."

Without a doubt, this elder was one of the town ancestors of the Immense Ancient Race...

Only because this main peak of Kuan Zen Peak was just part of Zen Sword Studio under the Ancient Race of Immeasurable, not the Ancestral Vein Secret Realm of the Ancient Race of Immeasurable itself.

From this alone, one could see the prestige of the Ancient Race of Immeasurable.

Song Yan respectfully recounted his experiences during the trip to the low-level Cultivation Profound Land.

Heaven-Releasing Sword Elder listened, nodded slightly, then looked at him with a smile, saying, "You fell into the Vast Sea, yet you sought life in death. Between life and death, there is great terror, and also great enlightenment, especially for those of us Sword Cultivators."

Song Yan found it amusing when he heard the elder say "little fellow."

This implied that with his current strength, even this Late Stage Divine Infant town ancestor could not discern his "transformation."

Standing so openly here, no one could discern his true identity.

If it came to confrontation, how many moves could this Heaven-Releasing Sword Elder survive in his hands?

Seeing Song Yan's silence, Heaven-Releasing Sword Elder continued, "I know you cultivate Heartless Sword Dao. Before, when your master passed away, no one taught you, which is normal for an ordinary Sword Cultivator.

But now that you could survive death, cultivating Heartless Sword Dao, you are considered a seed with potential. Today, share your insights, and I will guide you a bit, and then... go meet your new master."

Song Yan let out a bitter laugh and said, "Sword Elder, you are right. Between life and death, there is great terror, but due to my severe injuries, that great terror not only wasn't overcome but turned into a heart demon."

Heaven-Releasing Sword Elder asked, "What heart demon?"

Song Yan said, "Life is short, blessings and misfortunes are just moments apart. In one moment, I was full of ambition, and in the next moment, my life was hanging by a thread... that day..."

He revealed a look of pain and recalled, "I fell into the sea; if not for luck, landing in the gap of the Celestial Calamity Water Beast's charge, I would have already been crushed into meat paste, unable to stand before you saying these things.

These days, lying on the bed, I constantly pondered, why do people live? After much thought, I concluded... one must seize pleasure in a timely manner, one must be passionate..."

Before he finished speaking, an icy female voice suddenly scolded from behind the hall door.

"Silence!!!"

Song Yan slightly turned his head to look.

He saw a Fairy in red enter, with flowing flames circulating around her body, her hair moving without wind, like a sea of fire spreading. Her red lips were more brilliant than roses, her small feet bare without sandals, and there was a red rope with a golden bell on her ankle.

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