Transmigration After Becoming Love Saint

Chapter 629 205 Elder Yan: You... must not be reckless!_5

This statement caused a slight change in Sect Master Jian's expression.

"Elder Yan's strength has dropped so much..." Sect Master Jian murmured. "In recent times, hasn't she recovered a considerable amount? How could this happen? When I observed Elder Yan's Sword Intent just now, I felt it was not as pure and sharp as before..."

"What exactly is the problem with Elder Yan…" Wang Mu was also somewhat puzzled. Could it really be because of him?

That shouldn't be the case, right? Heroine Yan had said that she had already grasped her own Great Taoist. Having understood the Great Taoist, her strength shouldn't be declining, should it?

Defeating these newly ascended immortals should be a trivial matter, right?

In midair, the snow-white figure remained silent, merely turning calmly and descending into the distance.

"Do we really have to accept this kind of challenge?" Wang Mu frowned. "Sect Master, our Sword Sect is prestigious. Should just anyone be able to come and battle us? Besides, they're from Righteous Sects..."

"It's possible." Jian Wuqing shook his head. "Although it will impact our Sword Sect's reputation somewhat, we don't care about such things..."

"Then why doesn't Elder Yan refuse?" Wang Mu asked.

"She has refused several," Jian Wuqing said, "but not all of them."

"Why not?"

"These challenges often require them to offer something valuable as a stake," Jian Wuqing said, hesitating for a moment.

"Are the things they offer that valuable?" Wang Mu asked, surprised.

"For Elder Yan, most of it isn't useful. For example, the challenge gift from the Supreme Mysterious Dao Sect was a Thunder Spirit Pearl containing Innate Purple Thunder," Jian Wuqing explained. "Indeed, it's a supreme treasure of the Supreme Mysterious Dao Sect. However, for our Sword Sect, and especially for Elder Yan, it's not very useful because we don't cultivate magic."

"However, if Elder Yan wants to accept, perhaps she has her own reasons."

Just then, the purple-robed man in midair spoke again: "In a few months, my senior brother, Dao Wuya from Qianzhou, will come to seek guidance. I hope Yan Sword Immortal will not stint her instruction!"

Upon hearing this, Sect Master Jian's expression subtly changed again.

"Who is this Dao Wuya?"

"Another newly ascended immortal from Qianzhou," Sect Master Jian said. "He ascended earlier than Lei Lixing and is stronger. He was originally a disciple of the Supreme Mysterious Dao Sect before leaving to travel the Nine Provinces. He comprehended more mysterious Taoist Skills and proclaimed himself Dao Wuya, signifying that his Taoist skills are boundless."

"Among the newly ascended immortals, he is considered quite formidable..."

For Sect Master Jian to speak of him in such a manner clearly indicated he was no ordinary individual.

"I'll go and speak with Elder Yan..." Wang Mu said decisively, "and tell her to refuse."

However, no sooner had his words fallen than a clear, cool voice emanated from the direction of Heavenly Sword Peak: "Let him come. Tell him to bring his Nine Heavens Refining God Record."

This meant she had accepted the challenge.

"No problem!" Lei Lixing burst into hearty laughter and flew off into the distance.

Wang Mu was speechless. Was she really so competitive?

Heroine Yan's competitive nature...

"I'll go see Elder Yan..." Wang Mu flew towards Heavenly Sword Peak.

Heavenly Sword Peak was still desolate and lonely.

Wang Mu was likely the last disciple of Heavenly Sword Peak. It was said that Senior Brother Su Yu had returned for a visit once, but there was no follow-up, and the peak had no other disciples.

Ascending Heavenly Sword Peak, he approached the familiar wooden hut.

"Elder Yan?" Wang Mu called out.

No one.

What did it mean, her not coming out?

"Elder Yan?" Wang Mu called out again.

Still no response.

Wang Mu thought for a moment, then called out louder: "I missed you."

The air was quiet for a moment.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze brushed by, and a snow-white figure reappeared in the distant bamboo forest.

"You... must not be so presumptuous!" Elder Yan said, watching the sea of clouds in the distance, her back to Wang Mu.

Her clear, cold voice carried a sense of solitude.

Presumptuous? Wang Mu thought. Back then, beneath the Cloud Sea, in the Illusion Realm you created, you were quite presumptuous yourself and didn't say a word about it...

He walked over, gazing at her figure beneath the simple long dress.

"How am I being presumptuous?" Wang Mu said. "Since when is expressing one's inner feelings presumptuous?"

To be honest, he really did miss her...

These past days, he had been rushing about... Of course, Wang Mu believed it was all for the sake of cultivation.

Anything else was merely incidental.

Still, it wasn't just Heroine Yan he missed.

"Why are you back so soon?" Elder Yan asked. "Cultivation is about perseverance. Don't... don't let romantic feelings... distract you."

It seemed Heroine Yan thought he hadn't found anything and, missing their previous sword training, had simply come back.

Wang Mu found this somewhat amusing. Am I that kind of person?

Still, watching Elder Yan chastise him so seriously...

"Should I go somewhere else then?" Wang Mu asked.

"Where would you go?" Elder Yan turned, her stunning face tinged with frost. "So easily affected by romantic feelings... Do you... do you still wish to cultivate the Sword Dao or not?"

"Of course I do. That's why I came back," Wang Mu said.

Elder Yan remained expressionless, her eyes as sharp as swords, and she gave Wang Mu a piercing glare.

"You..."

"Is Elder Yan underestimating me?" Wang Mu asked.

"When have I ever underestimated you?" Elder Yan retorted.

"Then can't you sense my cultivation?" Wang Mu asked. "We share the Dual Swords, and I'm right in front of you. Haven't you sensed my cultivation level at all?"

Saying this, Wang Mu frowned slightly. "Is there a problem with your cultivation?"

Elder Yan fell silent, not answering. She merely summoned the Green-blue Sword into her hand with a gentle wave.

The pale green blade hummed faintly.

Suddenly, Elder Yan frowned slightly. "The Green-blue Sword is stirring... Why does your Green Blood Sword carry the scent of another woman?"