The intricately carved bed was draped with a green silk curtain.

A few pieces of clothing were scattered on the floor.

The woman was lying exhausted on her man's chest, their hearts tightly pressed together, bodies embracing intimately.

Lu Chengfeng felt an unspeakable comfort and warmth.

As he acquired more women, each with their own allure and charm, indulging in their myriad styles, the aftermath left him empty.

After the body's impulses and desires were satiated, these women left him feeling neither warmth nor closeness, often a touch of coldness and loathing instead.

This pure desire, the more it recurred, the less interest it stirred in him.

Thus, he increasingly preferred to stay at Luo Suyi's place, liking her gaze filled with love and obsession, her pure and warm heart, her admiration and dependence on him.

This gave her an unmatched allure on the bed surpassing any other woman.

Because she was truly a beautiful woman.

No other woman, no matter how beautiful, could compare to her.

So when Lu Chengfeng received the gift from the Immortal, and was enveloped in euphoria, he immediately chose to return home.

He wished to share his joy with his wife.

He wanted to celebrate with Luo Suyi.

He longed to see the woman he cherished.

At this moment, the two snuggled close, Luo Suyi lay lazily in his arms, murmuring, "Husband, what's gotten into you today? Why are you so happy and excited? You've practically worn me out."

Lu Chengfeng played with his hands, gradually settling down after the passion waned, "I've received an opportunity, an unprecedented chance to reach even greater heights."

"Hmm!" Luo Suyi nestled in his arms, gently responding with a soft hum.

Lu Chengfeng slightly lowered his head, gazing at her still slightly flushed cheek, sensing that the woman in his arms seemed less joyful than he had expected. He asked with some confusion, "What's wrong? Why do I feel you're suddenly a bit downcast?"

Luo Suyi touched the man's solid chest with her hand, after a long silence, she whispered, "You've already soared so high and far, I've tried my best but can only see your back."

"In the future, you'll undoubtedly have even farther paths to tread, and suddenly I feel both afraid and aching..."

"If I'm no longer here, who will care for you? Who will cherish you?"

Lu Chengfeng was stunned, looking at the somewhat downcast woman in his arms, an inexplicable complexity surged within him.

His mind was always on strength, always on power, thinking of Celestial Humans, of Divine Techniques, of becoming an Immortal...

Yet he hadn't for a very long time stopped to enjoy his life, to care for the woman he loved.

He merely brought more and more things, only tangled with her body at night, but hadn't truly cared for her in a long time.

He was still so young, only twenty-four years old.

His strength was formidable, quickly achieving Celestial Human status.

His potential seemed limitless even now, the future held long roads ahead...

But what about Luo Suyi?!

She was just an ordinary woman, though with some talent in Dual Cultivation Technique, hadn't reached any extraordinary heights.

Luo Suyi was already nearing thirty this year, having cultivated the White Lotus Joyful Zen only up to the Sixteenth Layer, still a long way from Eighteen Layers of Perfection.

At her current pace, her life could at most achieve Martial Path True Intent, anything beyond like Celestial Human or even Half-Step Celestial Human seemed almost impossible.

After all, she did not possess an Immortal Bone.

She lacked the singularly focused Spiritual Will akin to Zhu Yuxian.

She was truly fragile, like a delicate greenhouse flower, unable to bear much in her heart, her husband, her man, being her entire world.

"I'll find a way, silly woman, don't think too much, how could I ever let you leave? I still hope for you to always be by my side!" Lu Chengfeng softly comforted her.

Luo Suyi revealed a smile, "Husband, I'm fine, your gaining such an opportunity is a tremendous blessing, it's just me thinking too much."

"You don't need to worry about me, focus on your affairs."

"Besides, nothing is that simple, everyone has their day."

"To have you in this lifetime, I'm already very fortunate."

Lu Chengfeng said nothing more, only tightened his arms slightly, they were so young and had never considered this issue before, merely enjoying life's beauty, dealing with various external pressures.

But what Luo Suyi said wasn't without truth.

People are bound to die.

Martial Path True Intent Perfection, mastering Essence, Qi, and Spirit perfectly, even for world-class experts, life lasts no more than a hundred and twenty years.

Celestial Human at Ninth Layer, can extend life no more than two heavenly stems and earthly branches.

Even with some fortuitous encounters, Celestial Human's lifespan won't exceed three hundred.

Immortals, Lu Chengfeng wasn't sure, but he knew Immortals would also age and die.

Indeed, many texts and mythical stories have records of this, Immortals merely achieve longevity, not immortality.

Time is like a blade, beauty fades easily.

Someday, those at your side will age, those you love will someday become mere bones.

This was a fact all along, but at this moment it abruptly struck his heart, leaving him slightly terrified.

Lu Chengfeng felt that the so-called great ambitions and power seemed starkly pale in this instant.

Unknown when, Luo Suyi had fallen asleep in his embrace.

Holding his delicate wife gently, his previously agitated spirit gradually quieted.

"Life is not just for living!"

He said to himself, suddenly recalling how Li Mo had resolutely left him back then.

On the night before the farewell, Li Mo straightened his back, looked at him and said slow and deliberately, "People, are bound to die."

Lu Chengfeng lay on the bed pondering for a long time.

When Luo Suyi was in deep sleep, he quietly got out of bed with skillful movements and walked to the shelf nearby.

There were three swords placed on the shelf.

One was the Cold Cicada, another was the Red Flood Dragon.

The third was a sword embryo he forged himself with Five-Colored Divine Light Iron as the main material, supplemented by numerous Heavenly and Earthly Treasures. It was named Bixiao.

Yes, the Bixiao Sword.

Because at his feet is the mountain peak where his martial path began, leaving countless memories and emotions here.

Lu Chengfeng slowly took down the Cold Cicada, the scabbard felt cold to the touch, still as gifted by Elder Yun Mo.

Clang!

With a forceful grip, three inches of the sword blade emerged, the cold light circulating, emitting a chill.

He had used this sword for many years, familiar with every inch of its texture.

But since achieving Half-Step Celestial Human, he hadn't used it for a long while.

Because even a wisp of Sword Light from the Great Five Elements Extinction Divine Light Sword is sharper and more nimble.

Lu Chengfeng glanced back at Luo Suyi lying on the bed, suddenly turned and walked into the next room, just like on the first day of their marriage.

He pulled the sword out of its sheath with a clatter, the blade icy cold.

Then he began performing the first move of the Bixiao Sword Manual.

A total of seventy-two moves, executed one after another, the Sword Light continuous as ocean waves. At last, True Qi resonated with the blade, Sword Qi surged, as if slicing out a emerald-blue sky.

Buzz!

The long sword returned to the sheath, Lu Chengfeng stood in place.

This set of Bixiao Swordsmanship had surpassed Zhao Changzhen completely, yet Zhao Changzhen had been dead for a long time.

Even Zhao Ling'Er has been missing for three years now.

"Little sister, where exactly are you now?"

Three years had passed, and no matter how many ears and eyes Lu Chengfeng had in the Northern Lands, he never found any trace of Zhao Ling'Er.

Neither did Zhou Tong, he was missing too.

Alive not seen, dead without a trace.

Even with various Martial Arts Secret Techniques for tracking, neither of their whereabouts could be found.

Perhaps the emotions of tonight made Lu Chengfeng involuntarily recall many people and things from the past.

The same Bixiao Peak, except for him and Luo Suyi, there were Su Wanqing, Li Mo, Zhao Ling'Er...

But now, everything has changed, those familiar faces haven't been seen for a long time.

Lu Chengfeng sighed, walked to the next room, placed the Cold Cicada Sword back on the shelf, then took down the Bixiao Sword.

This sword was entirely emerald green, resembling the Mother and Child Yin Yang Blades of Princess Consort Xiang.

This is because Du Mengyan gifted him a precious Celestial Cyan Stone, which enhances a sword artifact by increasing three points of toughness and two points of sharpness but also makes the blade pure as waves, even overshadowing the original color of the Five-Colored Divine Light Iron.

In some ways, Celestial Cyan Stone is no less precious than Five-Colored Divine Light Iron, yet somehow that woman voluntarily gifted it to him.

This resulted in the forging of this Divine Weapon Sword Embryo.

Lu Chengfeng sat cross-legged on a cushion by the weapon rack, holding the Bixiao Sword with both hands, eyes slowly closing, sinking into a meditative state.

He activated the Golden Flame Skill, sending his mind into the Spirit Platform.

Without sensing and contemplating the abyss transformed by Divine Techniques, instead, he continued to comprehend the Golden Flame akin to a Great Sun.

After condensing the Primordial Spirit and breaking through to Celestial Human, tackling the digestion of gifts, would be faster. Moreover, he can also digest those memories of Half-Step Celestial Human that he hadn't digested before.

This will be a critical breakthrough for him.

Lu Chengfeng's mind immersed deep within, integrally merging with the Golden Flame.

The Golden Flame transformed by the gift of the Immortal seemed to contain deeper mysteries.

Even Lu Chengfeng could clearly perceive that within it lied the essence of heaven and earth, thunder, water, fire, mountain, and marsh, Yin and Yang Five Elements.

A wisp of Golden Flame manifested in the center of his brows, gently wavering.

Time relentlessly passed, and morning arrived in the blink of an eye.

With the sun rising, purple vapor lingered, the dawn subtly revealed.

From within Lu Chengfeng's room, also burst forth traces of gold light, this gold light akin to flame, yet seemingly water waves, gentle breeze, filled the entire room, fusing with the sunlight streaming through the window.

At this moment, nothing unusual could be discerned from outside.

Yet Lu Chengfeng's entire being was enveloped by the golden light.

All talismans within him, including the Profound Fiend Talisman, all melded into the gold flame at his brow, countless runes sprouted and dissipated within the gold flame, coming and going with uncertainty.

As time gently flowed, Lu Chengfeng's True Qi, mind, essence blood, past practices' Divine Skills, Martial Arts Secret Techniques, every bit seemed burned by the Golden Flame.

His body withered gradually, like a dried corpse drained of all Essence, Qi, and Spirit, but the golden flame at his brow blazed increasingly vigorously.

Luo Suyi was already awoken, and when she opened her eyes she saw Lu Chengfeng entirely enveloped by the golden light.

She could not see through the golden light, otherwise Lu Chengfeng's cadaver-like appearance would have surely frightened her into panic, hastily running out seeking help from others.

The current scenario of being shrouded by golden light vaguely made her understand that Lu Chengfeng seemed to be breaking through a very significant threshold.

"Could it be that husband is breaking through to Celestial Human?"

She whispered softly, voice barely leaving her lips, when suddenly the room underwent another change. Endless waves of Heaven and Earth Essence Qi surged like tides, rushing into the golden light flame like a waterfall.

Such intense movement of Heaven and Earth Essence Qi immediately triggered celestial changes, fierce winds rose, thunder roared, a dazzling golden beam shot straight to the Nine Heavens, three thousand miles of wind and clouds altered.

Above and below, golden light brilliant, as though a Great Sun rose upon the earth.

Simultaneously, on Jade Immortal Peak, suddenly sword hum echoed through beneath the heavens, a streak of red Sword Light pierced Nine Heavens, contending with the golden light on Bixiao Peak.

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