The God of Sky & Earth

"The Saint Martial Assembly only happens once every thirty years. During each assembly, the various major powers and Sacred Mountain contribute valuable treasures and elixirs. If someone can demonstrate outstanding performance, they will be rewarded generously. The assembly is also a hidden competition among the major mountain gates."

Situ Muyang said excitedly, and continued speaking to Su Yi, "Boss Su Yi, when the tcomes, we will definitely be able to dominate and have a great battle with the disciples from the major powers and mountain gates. We will show them how powerful we are!

Su Yi's face squeezed out a small smile, but deep inside, he felt a sense of silence for no reason.

After a short while, the flying demon beast mount arrived at Sky Sword Peak.

Situ Muyang never took Su Yi to the grand hall of Sky Sword Peak. Instead, he led him to a serene and ancient courtyard on the back mountain.

The two of them jumped off the flying demon beast. Su Yi looked around, taking in the ancient and peaceful surroundings. There were old-fashioned buildings and a serene atmosphere all around.

"Cinside, my father is probably waiting for you. It seems like he has something to talk to you about. I won't go with you," said Situ Muyang, sticking out his tongue playfully before walking away.

Su Yi's expression changed subtly. He straightened his clothes, took a deep breath to calm himself, and walked into the building.

The stone floor was simple and old, and everything inside the building had an antique charm, giving off a quiet and serene atmosphere with hints of age.

Inside the side hall, there were several old paintings and swords hanging on the walls, as well as a few worn-out large chairs.

"Cinto the study, no need to feel constrained," a voice called out from inside.

Su Yi looked up and heard the voice of sect leader Situ Liuyun.

Upon hearing that, Su Yi walked slowly into the room, and as soon as he entered, he caught a whiff of a pleasant fragrance.

As Su Yi looked around, he saw finely crafted tables and chairs made from high-quality sandalwood. They were intricately carved with various patterns, exuding a delicate and gentle charm while maintaining a sense of timelessness.

Near the window, there was a long table with a few sheets of rice paper placed on it, and a few brushes resting on an inkstone.

The bright sunlight streamed in through the window, filling the long table with its warm glow. A strong and tall figure stood there, passionately creating beautiful brushstrokes.

Su Yi looked up and saw someone diligently writing on the rice paper with a brush. To his surprise, a large and clear 'sword' character emerged on the paper.

With graceful movements and a swift stroke of his brush, Situ Liuyun, the sect leader of the Divine Sword School, finished writing. As he lowered his brush, he turned his head, revealing his face with a sense of authority and wisdom.

Situ Liuyun glanced at Su Yi, his lips curving into a gentle smile.

"The sect leader."

Su Yi bowed respectfully, feeling a strange sense of pressure every the stood before Situ Liuyun.

"No need for more formalities, you are a disciple of Elder Su. According to the ranking of the Divine Sword School, your identity is higher than mine."

Situ Liuyun glanced at Su Yi, his eyes showing both intention and unintention. He smiled and asked, "Has Elder Su ever told you about these things?"

"Elder Su never mentioned these things to me, but as the sect leader, it is proper for disciples to show respect."

Su Yi kept a calm expression, but he could tell from Situ Liuyun's words that there seemed to be shidden meaning behind them.

"Hahaha..."

Situ Liuyun smiled slightly and then said, "Elder Su is a quiet and reserved person. It's fate that you are able to beca disciple of Elder Su."

Su Yi nodded and looked around the study carefully with his eyes.

Situ Liuyun's eyes widened, and he said to Su Yi, "This was arranged by Muyang's mother in the past, and it has remained unchanged all these years."

Su Yi's eyes widened. Based on Situ Muyang's appearance, he was certain that the sect leader's wife must also be a beautiful woman.

"I heard that in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, thanks to you, Su Yi, taking care of Muyang, I must express my gratitude. Off the record, I really need to thank you properly," said Situ Liuyun to Su Yi.

"The sect leader, I just did what I should do."

Su Yi seemed a bit surprised but deep down he knew that there was definitely something important when Situ Liuyun, the sect leader, called him to this place today. It wasn't just about giving him the supposed great benefits of the Divine Sword School.

"Cand take a look, how do you think this character I just wrote?"

Situ Liuyun smiled and said to Su Yi, motioning for him to cforward and take a look at the character he had just written.

"I don't really understand characters," Su Yi said.

"No matter if you understand or not, just take a look, but speak honestly," Situ Liuyun said while looking at Su Yi, seemingly determined to have him see it.

Su Yi felt intrigued and took a few steps forward. He gazed at the huge character "sword" on the rice paper. At first glance, it didn't seem like anything special, but upon closer inspection, the "sword" character suddenly cto life. It emitted a sharp and powerful aura, as if it was about to burst forth with dazzling sword energy.

"Nice character," Su Yi spoke.

"Why is it a nice character?" Situ Liuyun asked Su Yi with curiosity.

"This..."

Su Yi hesitated for a moment. Back when he couldn't practice cultivation in the Su family, his grandfather, Mr. Su Yuntian, hoped that he would focus on academics. That's why he had hired many schoolteachers.

At that time, when Su Yi couldn't practice, he decided to devote stto studying instead.

But later, Su Yi realized that although studying was not boring, in this world where strength was valued, power was truly indispensable.

After such a hard struggle to be reborn as a human, it was only natural that life couldn't be ordinary.

"Sect leader, your 'sword' character strokes flow continuously, with many changes in its shape. It is truly marvelous and exquisite. Upon closer inspection, it is completed in one breath, swift and unpredictable, seeming to possess countless transformations. It carries a powerful momentum, making one feel as if a rock is pressing down upon them, as sharp as the edge of a threatening sword, majestic and awe-inspiring. However..."

Su Yi paused for a moment, hesitating to speak further.

"But what...,"

Situ Liuyun couldn't hide his surprise and kept his gaze fixed on Su Yi.

"People say that watching words is like watching a person. When you wrote this word, it seemed that you were hesitant. You approached the strokes from a different angle, starting from right to left instead of left to right for the horizontal strokes, and from bottom to top instead of top to bottom for the vertical strokes. You cleverly hid the tip of the brush within the strokes, keeping it hidden."

Su Yi looked at the large character for "sword" on the rice paper and continued, "In the strokes, there is the balance of moving and staying, staying and moving. It lacks sof the flashy and frivolous style, revealing the sharpness at the end of the brush. I speculate that the sect leader, you have something on your mind, and perhaps you were also thinking about a certain woman when you wrote this character."

"Hahaha... okay, okay, okay."

Situ Liuyun was stunned for a moment, then burst into a big laugh, looking very surprised as he gazed at Su Yi.

"I was just speaking foolishly, please don't be angry, sect leader."

Su Yi said, but deep inside he felt uneasy. People say that words reflect a person's character, and it seemed that the sect leader of the Divine Sword School had been suppressing something in his heart.

"You're right, I did just remember Muyang's mother."

Situ Muyang smiled lightly, then looked at Su Yi. His expression becserious and he said, "I called you here today because I wanted to have a sincere conversation with you, to speak openly and honestly."

"At last, we reached the main point..."

In his heart, Su Yi thought to himself quietly. He maintained a calm expression and said to Situ Liuyun, "I wonder what you would like to talk about. I promise to share everything I know."

"Your abilities, they must have an interesting story. Where do you cfrom? Who were your teachers? Have you truly beca disciple of Elder Su?"

Situ Liuyun looked at Su Yi, and asked with seriousness. His eyes started to sparkle, showing a powerful presence.