Peerless God Emperor

At the fake mountain, a white-clothed youth was sitting upright. The warm sunlight shone down through the handsome young man's handsome face, making him appear even more handsome and handsome.    

As if he had sensed something, Qin Xuan suddenly opened his eyes. He looked in a direction and saw a green clothed figure appearing, looking at him indifferently.    

"Master." Qin Xuan stood up and cupped his fists towards Ximen Guyan.    

"How has your comprehension progressed in the past few days? Do you understand now?" Ximen Guyan asked.    

"Understood." Qin Xuan nodded as he answered, a trace of confidence flashing past his eyes. After thinking about it for a few days, he finally understood why he was trapped in that sound of zither.    

"Oh?" Ximen Guyan adjusted his brows, looked at Qin Xuan with great interest, and said: "Tell me about it."    

Qin Xuan's expression congealed for a moment, and said: "I admit that my dao heart is stable, because I haven't found the real me, and my goal has always been to climb to the peak of the martial way. However, that sound of zither placed me on the battlefield, and created another identity for me.    

"More or less, but you're not quite right." Ximen Guyan nodded his head, "There is no contradiction between the real me and the fake me. Everyone has many identities in their heart, but they would appear at different times.    

"What?" Qin Xuan looked shocked, as if he couldn't believe it. His dao heart was not stable enough to begin with, so how was this possible?    

"The reason I let you cultivate in peace is to let you recognize yourself. Of course, this amount of time is definitely not enough. If you don't experience great things, you will never be able to recognize yourself." Ximen Guyan slowly said.    

Qin Xuan's expression revealed a trace of pondering. Ximen Guyan's path of cultivation had always been smooth sailing for him as well, other than the initial few years where he had been unable to cultivate, he had indeed not experienced too many hardships.    

Ximen Guyan stared at Qin Xuan and his expression suddenly became solemn and solemn. He said: "You must remember this, the path of cultivation is the path of life. This journey is very long, and you must never forget your initial plan. Your name shakes the Profound Sky Continent, and when looking down upon this world, do not forget your persistence in the past. "    

Qin Xuan looked at Ximen Guyan in shock. The current Ximen Guyan was a little strange, to actually say such words to him, seemed to be a little far away.    

Ximen Guyan raised his head to look up into the sky, his pair of deep eyes suddenly became somewhat empty, he did not say a word, and no one knew what he was thinking about.    

Qin Xuan looked at Ximen Guyan, and only felt that the current Ximen Guyan did not seem like a supreme almighty, but instead, like an old man who had experienced many vicissitudes of life.    

Ximen Guyan retracted his gaze, looked at Qin Xuan, and waved his hand: "Alright, I hope you remember what I said to you today. Go back and continue learning the sound of zither, and in a few days, you will be prepared to head to Demonic Desolate Domain."    

"Go to the Demonic Desolate Domain?" A ray of light flashed across Qin Xuan's eyes.    

The Demonic Desolate Domain was the place he had always yearned for. It could even be called a legendary place, a place where countless heaven's pride experts gathered.    

"What? You're not willing?" Ximen Guyan frowned, staring at Qin Xuan.    

"Of course I'm willing. Disciple has wanted to see for a long time now." Qin Xuan laughed.    

"En, that place is indeed a place to train. This time when you go there, you will definitely meet some truly monstrous characters, and there will also be many disciples from Divine Palace level forces." Ximen Guyan said indifferently. His expression suddenly changed as he said in a heavy voice, "I only have one request for you."    

Looking at the serious expression on Ximen Guyan's face, Qin Xuan couldn't help but feel nervous in his heart, and asked tentatively: "What request?"    

"Don't embarrass me." Ximen Guyan said indifferently.    

Qin Xuan's expression froze for a moment. He originally thought that Ximen Guyan would make some sort of strange request, but it turned out to be this. He nodded immediately: "Don't worry Master, I will definitely not lose face for you."    

"Go." Leaving behind a faint voice, Ximen Guyan waved his sleeve, and his figure slowly turned illusory, disappearing without a trace.    

A few days later, Qin Xuan, Xuanyuan Potian, Jian Jian and Yan Qing gathered outside the City Lord's Mansion, talking and laughing with each other, the atmosphere seemed to be harmonious.    

In this period of time, the relationship between Qin Xuan and her had eased up a bit, and they could finally talk normally once again.    

Of course, no matter how the relationship between the two of them changed, in the eyes of the others, it still seemed so strange.    

"Youngest junior brother, after you leave, don't think about me!"    

A cheerful voice came out from the City Lord's Mansion, following that, a beautiful woman flew out and landed in front of them.    

Qin Xuan looked in that direction, his face revealing a bright smile, and joked: "I can't forget, Senior Sister is so gentle and beautiful, a natural born beauty, how can I forget about her?"    

Her beautiful eyes stared straight at Qin Xuan without blinking. After a long while, she sighed: "If you weren't so young, I would even want to marry you."    

As soon as he said that, the air became quiet, as though everything had frozen over. Everyone's gaze was on Ximen Bingyue with different expressions.    

"No, definitely not." Qin Xuan immediately refused, his heart twitching. Ximen Bingyue looked gentle and charming, but her temper was extremely explosive, and she was not someone an ordinary man could not control.    

A hint of disappointment surfaced on Xuanyuan Potian's face, as if he had received a great injury. He said weakly, "Bingyue, I'm around the same age as you, so give me a chance too."    

"Don't even think about it, there's no way!" Ximen Bingyue disdainfully swept a glance at Xuanyuan Potian, and flatly refused.    

Ximen Bingyue's voice was like a bolt from the blue, Xuanyuan Potian only felt his heart twitch, what was the most important thing between people, being concerned, was it good to be hurt like that?    

Seeing the teasing scene, the sword remained silent. In his mind, he was still constantly thinking about how he had already passed the four pavilions and how his strength had increased by a lot.    

The only one who remained silent was Yan Qing. He stood alone in the corner with his head lowered, thinking about something unknown.    

Qin Xuan glanced at Yan Qing, walked over and patted his shoulder, and asked with concern: "Why aren't you speaking, are you unhappy?"    

Yan Qing suddenly raised his head, a smile hung on his face, and he said: "Nope, thank you Brother Qin for your concern these past few days. After today, I might have to leave, so I feel a bit sad."    

Hearing that, the others all looked at Yan Qing, astonishment flickering in their eyes. This meant, he was going to leave?