I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them? - Chapter 609

Chapter 609: Chapter 326: The Phantom Image, The Path of the Wisdom Sword_2

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“Young Master Xu!”

The voice of Yun Miaomiao cut straight to the heart, stirring the strings of his soul.

“Miss Du, Miss Yun, it has been a long time since we last met.”

Xu Yan revealed a smile and stepped forward, then suddenly halted his steps!

Something was off.

He took a deep breath, his gaze growing intense, as his mind’s presence expanded outward, but the scene before him seemed to have no issues.

“Young Master Xu, come quickly.”

Du Yuying approached briskly, intending to lead him into the courtyard.

However, Yun Miaomiao also came quickly, and midway, the two women glared at each other, quarreling about something, seemingly in a silent argument expressed through transmitted messages.

The faces of both women grew colder, their hostile postures toward each other becoming increasingly evident.

“Young Master Xu first knew me, it is only right that I catch up with him first!”

“Hmph, when Young Master Xu first came to my Wushuang Pavilion, I took great care in hosting him. He should be catching up with me first.”

Promptly, the two women looked as if they were ready to launch into a fight to settle the matter!

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Xu Yan furrowed his brows, carefully observing his surroundings. He felt as if he had fallen into some sort of illusion, or perhaps into a dreamland.

But to his awareness and vision, everything appeared real—the courtyard was indeed real, yet could it be that the two women were illusions?

“This is not right, what kind of trickery is this?”

Xu Yan’s heart chilled, realizing this was no ordinary martial arts attack. It was an illusion, a dream, similar to hallucination magic?

But this was not purely hallucinatory magic; it seemed to rely on a real environment to construct a false dreamland.

Xu Yan ignored the conflict between the two women, paying no heed to their vehement fighting and tugging, nor did he appreciate the inadvertently revealing charm, but continued observing the dream-like spectacle.

“Dreams, barriers to perception, mental states… Only by shattering illusions can one find reality again. With my current realm, to be enshrouded in illusion by a moment’s carelessness indicates that my mental state is still lacking.

“The Heart Sword Realm… I have a sword in my heart; all things can become my sword, dreams included.

“Yet ultimately, it was only after entering the dreams that I employed my countermeasures. How can I disregard all these dreams, all these false appearances?

“Master said, in the Wisdom Sword Realm, the wisdom sword cuts through inner demons, cuts through emotional ties, cuts through past selves… It slashes through every barrier and every unknown.

“With a wisdom sword in my heart, I clarify my self, I am all things, without confusion or self-delusion…”

Xu Yan had some enlightenment. In that instant, his mind lit up, as if he had understood how to cultivate the Wisdom Sword Realm.

Once in the Wisdom Sword Realm, any dream or obstacle would be like a bubble, unable to hide from his heart.

At that moment, Xu Yan simply sat cross-legged, watching the two women in combat, observing their torn garments, graceful figures, each movement an alluring enchantment, a picturesque charm tempting to the eye.

Dreams may not be real, but they can conjure up the most beautiful sceneries in the world.

They can directly touch the heart, awakening one’s yearning for the most beautiful, or the most evil, or the most terrifying aspects within.

Xu Yan was in no hurry to leave the illusion, but rather used the dream to further understand himself and clarify the path of cultivating the Wisdom Sword Realm.

This was an opportunity.

After gaining insight into the path of cultivating the Wisdom Sword Realm, once his Heart Sword Realm achieved perfection, he would be ready to attempt the breakthrough to the Wisdom Sword Realm.

The profound and mysterious Wisdom Sword Realm no longer seemed out of reach, but something that could be cultivated!

At this moment, Xu Yan was quietly excited, feeling his visit to the Taimiao Sect had not been in vain!

No matter who was behind this illusionary spectacle, or what their intentions were, it no longer mattered. Instead, it had given him insight, leading him to the path of the Wisdom Sword Realm.

On the peak of Mount Taimiao, Xin Mengrou was puzzled. What was Xu Yan doing, just sitting down like that, as though watching a drama?

Moreover, it seemed he had discovered the illusion?

“Where is the flaw?”

Xin Mengrou mused.

She looked toward Du Yuying and Yun Miaomiao at her side, conjecturing that perhaps it was the actions and attitudes of the two women that had revealed the flaw.

As her thoughts shifted, the dream seemingly became more real. The two women who had been fighting now approached Xu Yan, as if demanding he make a choice.

“It’s time to end this.”

Xu Yan murmured, and with a raise of his hand, he struck with his sword decisively and without hesitation. With one swing, the two women instantly disintegrated.

Xin Mengrou’s brows raised. This young man was too decisive. Was he not afraid that they might be real?

And moreover, he struck without changing color, without the slightest hesitation, as if a beauty were no more than a skeleton, not heartrending in the least.

Xu Yan took a step forward, and the mountains and rivers emerged beneath his feet, shattering the illusory dreams like fragile bubbles, the scene before his eyes hadn’t changed much, but it was no longer a fantasy—it was real.

The two graceful courtyards were right there, but Du Yuying and Yun Miaomiao were absent, yet he saw two other acquaintances.

Cui’er and Wushuang.

“Young Master Xu?!”

Cui’er rubbed her eyes, her face filled with incredulous color, then her cheeks flushed with red, and she rushed over.

“Young Master Xu, it’s really you, it’s been so long, Cui’er has missed you to death!”

Cui’er was beside herself with excitement, even disregarding the need to inform her mistress.

The little girl had changed somewhat, she seemed to have become prettier, and her strength had also increased substantially.

She had reached the Great Celestial Realm.

Although it was just the beginning of the Great Celestial Realm, given Cui’er’s current age, to possess such a cultivation realm, her talent wasn’t bad, comparable to some of the more average prodigies.

Wushuang curled her lips, this kid actually ran off to Taimiao Sect, and was even allowed up here.

“This kid, he’s quite famous in the Spiritual Realm, known as the number one prodigy there, feared by many, and he still remembers these two girls, seems like he has a sense of nostalgia.”

Wushuang muttered to herself.

“I wonder how his master is doing.”

Xu Yan’s master, that mysterious and powerful person, should be above even supreme experts, right?

“It’s Cui’er.”

Xu Yan smiled, asking, “Where is Miss Du?”

“The mistress is at the peak, with Ancestor Grandma.”

Cui’er clasped the hem of her dress with both hands, about to invite Young Master Xu into the courtyard for a chat, when she saw Xu Yan looking towards the peak and saying, “Then I will go find Miss Du, you must know where Brother Xie is, right?”

With that, without waiting for Cui’er’s reply, Xu Yan took a step and ascended to the peak.

Cui’er stood there stunned, Wushuang was also taken aback, cursing in her heart, Xu Yan, you came to inquire about Xie Lingfeng’s whereabouts, truly blind to a beauty’s heart!

“Always heard that Xin Mengrou of Taimiao is powerful, I, Xu Yan, have come to seek guidance!”

Under the shocked gazes of Wushuang and Cui’er, Xu Yan’s feet summoned a Golden Giant Dragon, roaring as it rushed toward the peak.

As if riding the dragon, a Longsword in hand, Xu Yan’s Sword Intent surged, the ruthless intent to kill pointing directly at the peak!

The previous dream, although it inspired a flash of revelation for him, enlightening him on the path of the Wisdom Sword Realm’s cultivation, he was not one to take a hit and not hit back, even if Xin Mengrou hadn’t actually made a move, just tested him with an illusion.

For Xu Yan, this was also a provocation, how could he not return the favor?

Above the peak, Du Yuying and Yun Miaomiao were abruptly startled from their cultivation, looking towards the Golden Giant Dragon soaring up, and the proud figure of the youth standing atop its head.

While delighted, they also couldn’t help but feel worried.

Glancing at Ancestor Grandma, whose face and expression they couldn’t see, their tension grew.

“They say Xu Yan is brazen, indeed he is brash!”

Xin Mengrou’s voice, ethereal as a dream, petals scattered from the peak, each petal carrying the Power of Domain Laws.

Such numerous petals, falling like raindrops, were dreamy and elusive, yet contained a chilling, deadly force.

“So strong!”

Xu Yan’s heart tightened, Xin Mengrou was the strongest person he had met besides Wu Tianan.

Of course, as to how strong Wu Tianan truly was, Xu Yan had not seen him in action, so he couldn’t make a judgment; the previous encounter with Wu Tianan made him feel the man was sly, seemingly concealing some of his strength.

Roar!

The Golden Giant Dragon roared, its Dragon Might surging, exploding forth, Xu Yan raised his hand and slashed with his sword, the sword light burst forth, like the cycle of life and death, with surging Sword Intent.

Plop! Plop!

One by one, the petals shattered, the sword light continuously breaking apart, and the Golden Giant Dragon, already riddled with holes.

Boom!

The Golden Giant Dragon collapsed, the sword light dimmed, but the petals continued to scatter down.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, rocks and vegetation beneath Xu Yan turned into sharp swords, rising into the sky, slashing towards the falling petals, and the number of swords grew more and more, a mighty torrent of ten thousand swords was about to be unleashed.