The matter the WanJianZong group had come to inquire about was precisely this.
Why did he also know the Sword Art?
Ye Feng had no intention of telling the truth.
He casually fabricated a reason, explaining that while traveling, he had encountered the legacy of an ancient grandmaster from WanJianZong and, through luck, had learned three forms of the Sword Art.
Later, when the Sword Sovereign and Ye Feng compared notes, they discovered that the time Ye Feng gave was much earlier than the Sword Sovereign’s.
Meaning, Ye Feng had learned the Sword Art even before the Sword Sovereign.
After that, the Sword Sovereign insisted on recognizing Ye Feng as his senior brother.
Ye Feng had no choice but to agree.
However, he made an agreement with the Sword Sovereign: in front of outsiders, he was not to call him senior brother, as it would bring Ye Feng a lot of trouble.
The Sword Sovereign also agreed, only calling Ye Feng ‘senior brother’ in private.
In truth, Ye Feng greatly admired the Sword Sovereign.
To have such an understanding of the Sword Path at this age was already unprecedented and likely never to be surpassed.
That’s right.
He, the former Sword Sovereign, at the same age, could not match the current Sword Sovereign’s comprehension of the Sword Path.
Why is Ye Feng called the former Sword Sovereign?
Ye Feng had recently been gradually recalling another set of memories—
Memories of a past life.
Sometimes, even he couldn’t distinguish whether he was more of a transmigrator or a reincarnator.
One thing was certain, though: he was now both this world’s “Ye Feng” and Blue Star’s “Ye Feng.”
……
After being dragged into the side room, Zhu Lan ultimately did not escape her cruel fate and was delayed, unable to leave for a long time.
What no one noticed was that since this morning, a figure had been hiding in the shadows, staring intently at Ye Feng’s door.
It wasn’t until dusk fell that Zhu Lan was finally released and sent back.
Su Xijin was just about to step forward when she spotted a figure she loathed with every fiber of her being also appearing within her line of sight.
She concealed herself once more, observing Su Xiyao’s movements.
Knock knock.
“Fellow Daoist, are you there?”
The door opened, revealing half of Ye Feng’s body.
His voice was steady yet questioning.
“What is it, Holy Maiden?”
Su Xiyao mustered her courage and extended another crystal-clear bottle.
“I noticed you were quite injured last time. This is the Spiritual Spring Water from the Yaochi Holy Land. It can heal without leaving scars.”
Ye Feng glanced at the Spiritual Spring Water in Su Xiyao’s hand and finally accepted it.
“Thank you for your kindness, Holy Maiden.”
“It’s nothing, nothing at all. If you need help with anything, you can also come find me.”
Su Xiyao waved her hands repeatedly, stating the reason for her visit.
The moment she saw Ye Feng appear, her eyes had grown bright and sparkling.
But it seemed Ye Feng didn’t recognize her, and her eyes quickly dimmed again.
“Mhm, I thank the Holy Maiden. If you have no other business, please leave. If the Elders discover you, you’ll inevitably face punishment.”
Ye Feng issued a dismissal.
Su Xiyao, however, wasn’t saddened, because it sounded like Ye Feng was concerned for her.
“Mhm!”
She responded and swiftly fled.
Ye Feng closed the door as well.
In the shadows, the flames of jealousy in Su Xijin’s eyes burned wildly.
That bitch!
So eager to throw herself at a man!
Why must everything she cherished be taken away by that bitch, Su Xiyao!
Her face twisted grotesquely with excessive anger.
The position of Holy Maiden should have been hers!
But ever since her Master brought back a girl from outside, everything changed.
Everyone in the sect praised that girl’s peerless beauty and extraordinary talent.
And all of that had originally been her glory!
Su Xijin still remembered the first time she saw Su Xiyao; she had taken an intense dislike to her.
Her Master had split all the affection once lavished solely on her, giving half to that girl!
And even made that… bitch… her senior sister!
Later, when her Master became the Sect Leader, the concern shown to her diminished even further.
Not only that, but her Master also began grooming that half-blooded bitch to be the next Holy Maiden!
And she had to be understanding, couldn’t speak ill of it, had to accept and respect her Master’s decision.
And that bitch actually had the gall to pretend to offer her a few drops of hypocritical concern.
She was driven mad with jealousy.
On countless nights, she had wanted to tear off that bitch’s hypocritical face!
A terrifying rage brewed in Su Xijin’s eyes as a malicious plan took root and grew wildly in her heart.
Almost the instant Su Xiyao left, Su Xijin adjusted her appearance, putting on what she believed was the most pitiable, innocent, and simple expression to stir a man’s protective instincts, and knocked on Ye Feng’s door.
Knock knock.
No response came from within.
Gritting her teeth, Su Xijin knocked a few more times.
Knock knock knock!
Still, there was no response from inside.
“Young Hero Ye, are you there?”
Silence lingered inside for a moment before a brief reply came.
“Please leave.”
Why?!
Su Xijin’s voice almost distorted!
“I saw that Young Hero Ye was injured. I wished to offer you some Spiritual Spring Essence for healing. I hope the Young Hero will not disdain it.”
Spiritual Spring Essence was even rarer than Spiritual Spring Water.
A single drop of Essence could equal several bottles of Water.
Su Xijin lowered her posture considerably.
She couldn’t think of a reason for Ye Feng to refuse.
Yet, Ye Feng’s reply made her feel as if she had plummeted into an abyss….
“No need. Please leave.”
Su Xijin instantly felt breathless, her heart pounding violently.
“Wh-why? Young Hero, you should need…”
“I said, please leave.”
Ye Feng issued his final ultimatum.
Su Xijin was rendered utterly speechless.
She stood dumbfounded in front of Ye Feng’s side room door for the time it takes two incense sticks to burn before finally snapping back to reality and leaving with unsteady steps.
It was as if she had fallen into a nightmare.
Everything she cherished had been taken by an outsider, and now even the person she liked was about to be taken too.
Su Xijin walked in a daze to the edge of a lake, staring blankly at the fish in the water.
“Lady Su, the Holy Maiden, seems to have some troubles?”
A magnetic voice sounded behind Su Xijin.
Su Xijin scoffed.
“Can you help me solve them?”
“Naturally, I can.”
“A fool who can’t even figure out who the Holy Maiden is, what right do you have to make me believe you?”
The person behind her chuckled.
“I say that if Miss Su Xijin is the Holy Maiden, then you can be the Holy Maiden.”
Hearing this, Su Xijin finally turned her head to glance at the person behind her.
The speaker had a shaved head, his hands were pressed together in prayer, and his face wore a smiling expression.
“You people from the Xiji Buddhism sure love to wear that hypocritical face everywhere.”
Su Xijin was in a bad mood, and her words were dripping with sarcasm.
The man from Xiji Buddhism wasn’t angered.
He continued smiling.
“But what if someone as hypocritical as me has a method to help Lady Su resolve her troubles?”
Su Xijin, however, responded disdainfully.
“A nameless, unknown Buddhist disciple dares to boast that he can solve my troubles? Then let me ask you, do you know if what troubles my heart now is a person or a thing?”
“Naturally, it is… a person. My name is one Lady Su likely wouldn’t remember, but what if I said I am the fellow disciple and senior brother of the Buddha’s Child?”
Hearing this, Su Xijin finally turned around to seriously scrutinize the person before her.
“What method?”
“Now is not yet the time. If Lady Su is interested, you can seek me out in Xuechuan City, outside the Yaochi Holy Land.”