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    After leaving the Windy Sky Sect Leader’s residence, I went straight to where Ian was practicing.

    During this period of time, she has been cultivating, rapid progress, and now the “flying sword technique” in her hands to perform out, but also a few more points of harsh and ethereal.

    “Ian.” I looked at the valiant young girl in front of me, and an indescribable emotion suddenly welled up in my heart.

    “Young Lord.” Ian stopped his hand movements and responded respectfully.

    “When you learn the ‘Divine Poison Purification Technique’, you can leave here anytime.” I said in a calm tone, but my heart felt like it was weighing down a huge stone, sinking.

    “What? Why did Young Lord suddenly say such things?” Ian froze at the words, his beautiful eyes filled with surprise and incomprehension.

    Just a moment ago, when I left the Windy Sky Sect Leader’s residence, the man in shackles suddenly appeared in my mind.

    I realized that perhaps Ian was wearing invisible shackles around his ankles, too.

    Shackles, again, are more than visible and tangible?

    I want to kill Flower Wreckless, isn’t the thought itself, an invisible shackle?

    The Blood Heavenly Dao Demon and the One Flower Sword Venerable were seemingly incompatible, yet they were tightly bound together by the threads of fate, unable to break free.

    What about my father? Is he like that man, bound by invisible chains? Is he like that man, bound by the invisible chains, by the responsibility and honor of the “Master’s Chair”, firmly trapped in that position, unable to move?

    “What I mean is that your life should be your own choice. You don’t have to become the leader of the Ghost Shadow Team, nor do you have to stay in this sect for the rest of your life. You can make your way in the jianghu, or you can find a paradise in the world and live in anonymity, living a life of idleness. I didn’t pass on the martial arts to you so that you could repay me, you’ve already done enough for me. So, you can completely follow your heart and choose the life you want.” I looked at Ian and said word for word, my tone sincere and firm.

    Ian listened quietly to my words, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly snorted out a laugh.

    “Looks like I’ll have to show my hand again.” She said with a smile, a hint of cunning in her tone.

    “What do you mean?” I asked in disbelief.

    “Young Lord, don’t you understand? Staying by your side is the only way I can feel true joy and happiness. The things you said, whether it’s wandering in the jianghu or living in seclusion in the mountains, are all just temporary. What I really want is to stay by your side forever, witness your splendor, and share your joys and sorrows.” Ian looked at me, his eyes clear and firm, “Don’t forget, I’m not a kind man, if I really didn’t want to, I would have fled long ago, how would I wait until now? You, you are just too kind, always thinking too well of others.”

    I couldn’t help but smile as I looked at the quirky young girl in front of me.

    “You, how many more secrets are you hiding from me?” I asked with a smile.

    “Not many, not many, just seven or eight.” Ian said playfully, spitting out his tongue.

    “Enough.” I shook my head and turned to go, but then, as if remembering something, I stopped and admonished, “Still, keep a hand in case of emergency.”

    Walking in the jianghu, the most important thing, is to leave yourself a bottom card.

    “Don’t worry Young Lord, I understand all of this.” Ian said with a smile, his eyes full of confidence and cunning.

    I smiled, and without saying anything else, turned and left the practice field.

    I knew that she would understand what I meant.

    The Devil Buddha Broussonetta is here.

    He had come prepared this time, and as soon as he entered, he carried an awe-inspiring murderous aura.

    “Are you going to kill someone? Full of murderous aura, where is there any trace of the appearance of an accomplished monk?” Sect Master Feng Tian sat on his chair and looked up at the uninvited guest in front of him with a hint of mockery in his tone.

    “My Buddha is compassionate, but he also subdues demons and removes devils. It’s inevitable that I’m occasionally tainted with some killing aura.” Demon Buddha Broussonetia said indifferently, his tone calm and waveless.

    “One moment you’re the Buddha of Joy, and the next moment you’re the Buddha of Killing, you’re really busy, this Buddha!” Sect Leader Windsky sneered.

    Devil Buddha Broussonetia ignored his taunts and walked straight to him, looking down at him in a condescending manner and said in a deep voice, “Sect Master Feng Tian, how long have we known each other?”

    “What, suddenly remembered to catch up?” Sect Leader Windsky asked rhetorically.

    “Yeah, we’ve known each other for so long, and this is how you treat me?” The Devil Buddha Broussonetta spoke in a low tone, but there was a hint of anger in his eyes that was hard to hide.

    “Say what you have to say, no need to beat around the bush.” Sect Leader Windsky said with some impatience.

    Devil Buddha Broussonetia didn’t sit down, still standing in place, his eyes burning as he stared at Sect Leader Windsky, saying word for word, “You even laid hands on the youngest disciple of the Soul Regenerating Devil Sovereign, what exactly do you want to do?!”

    “I didn’t lay a hand on him, it was he who came to the door himself.” Sect Master Windsky said indifferently, not the slightest fluctuation of emotions could be heard in his tone.

    “Then why did you accept him as your disciple? You know full well that he is a disciple of the Soul Regenerating Demonfather!” The Devil Buddha Broussonetia-like voice raised a few points, clearly having been moved to true anger.

    “Why can’t I take him as my disciple?” Sect Leader Windsky asked rhetorically, “He carries my Blood Fiend Sect’s techniques, so what’s wrong with me accepting him as my disciple?”

    “You ……” Demon Buddha Broussonetia was furious, “You’re using strong words! You know very well that the Blood Demon Sect has long since been destroyed, and you are now Sect Master Windsky, no longer a remnant of the Blood Demon Sect!”

    “What, do you want to stir up trouble?” Sect Master Windsky violently stood up, his eyes glaring harshly at Demon Buddha Broussonetia, his tone cold and piercing.

    “I ……” Demon Buddha Broussonetia was momentarily speechless.

    He knew that Sect Leader Feng Tian was right. Although the Blood Demon Sect had been overthrown for many years, its influence in the Jianghu was still not to be underestimated. If he really singled it out, he was afraid that it would cause unnecessary trouble.

    “That ‘theft of treasures’ case that you directed yourself, I can turn a blind eye to it on account of the many years of friendship. But this matter, you’ve gone too far!” Devil Buddha Broussonetia took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice.

    “What, you suspect me of directing myself?” Sect Master Feng Tian sneered, “I’ll tell you, I did have my treasures stolen! If you don’t believe me, you can leave right now!”

    “You ……” Demon Buddha Broussonetia was so angry that his face turned blue, but he had no words to retort.

    “Do you think that those Demon Elders are all fools? That little trick of yours can fool others, but not me!” Devil Buddha Broussonetia sneered.

    “Since you’re so smart, then tell me why I’m doing this?” Sect Leader Windsky asked rhetorically.

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