Chapter 78: A Sky-Shaking Cry, Flowers Falling as Swords Clash

Meeting the right person at the right time is a kind of happiness, but meeting the wrong person at the right time brings pain. Thus, Liu Yi’s heart shattered in that instant.
She was not Jillian—just another person who resembled Jillian.
Four swords emitted four white energy swords at the tips of their blades. The four three-foot-long green blades instantly grew to six feet long, showing that these four swordsmen were by no means to be underestimated…
Suddenly, the Wolf King behind him shouted loudly, “Brother, be careful!”
Perhaps, if it had been the scholar from ten years ago, he would have had no chance to dodge such swift swords and those white gusts of wind. But Liu Yi after ten years was no longer that scholar—he had risen from hatred and embraced the path of darkness.
Liu Yi moved violently to the side, activating “Hidden Spin Nine Shadows.” As a gentle breeze passed by, countless white petals rose among those nine rapidly retreating shadows. In just a flash, Liu Yi used the “Lanelfina Qing” technique to enhance “Hidden Spin Nine Shadows” and unleashed the “Swift” technique, retreating ten zhang in that instant. To everyone else, it seemed as though he had vanished ten zhang in an instant. All were stunned—who in the world could possess such skills?
Due to the extreme speed, the nine fading shadows gradually merged into one figure. Liu Yi slowly raised his head and looked at the four middle-aged men ahead…
No one could see his face or his expression, for the silver mask made him even more mysterious.
A red glow flashed in Liu Yi’s eyes as he said word by word, “Just the four of you, daring to stand before me with swords in hand?”
That short sentence brought about a dramatic change in Liu Yi’s aura. Moments ago, he had been like a madman, trying to touch the woman’s face. But in the blink of an eye, he seemed to have transformed into a death god from hell—each of his slight movements seemed capable of severing the heads of those four men.
One of the men in the middle snapped angrily, “What arrogance! The four of us have traveled the world for years, yet we’ve never heard of anyone so presumptuous.”
The resentment hidden in Liu Yi’s heart was instantly provoked by the man before him. It seemed to erupt as he gazed at the man. Liu Yi slightly turned sideways, his right hand covered in black gloves slowly approaching the long black sword hilt. In an instant, a hurricane blew fiercely around him, his black leather coat fluttering like a ferocious monster. The white petals around him were instantly swept into the air, like snow floating above a sea of flowers. Dark clouds gathered rapidly, covering the sky above everyone…
The Wolf King was shocked and thought to himself, “What powerful demonic energy! Who could this person be? Even Wei Lingfeng back then couldn’t have done this.”
At that moment, the woman in white suddenly stopped and said, “Stop! They are just my servants, here to protect me. They haven’t done anything wrong.” The wind continued to swirl the white petals into a vortex around Liu Yi. Everyone knew how terrifying the strikes of this mysterious man could be.

Liu Yi stared at the woman in white, his vision gradually blurring. She seemed so familiar—truly so familiar… She was the sky he once had, the happiness he once believed in. But now she was nothing but void, elusive, non-existent. Liu Yi stood straight, placing his right hand back on his back while still gripping the black sword with his left. The moment he stopped, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, revealing the sun’s smile once again. White petals began to fall gently around him.

Everyone was stunned by the scene before them. No one doubted Liu Yi’s arrogance anymore, nor did anyone think he was boasting, because such an astonishing power was beyond the reach of ordinary people…

Glancing at the woman in white and then at the four people behind him, Liu Yi’s right hand flashed suddenly, catching the four falling petals mid-air. Using the “Lanerfina Qing” technique, he infused energy into the petals. Four white lights flashed—no, faster than light—leaving no time for the four to dodge. The petals were sharper than his sword. With four “thud” sounds, their right shoulders were pierced by the petals.

Everyone was shocked. After all, using flying petals to injure people wasn’t considered a highly advanced martial skill; anyone with even a slight level of cultivation could do it. But this person was different. The speed of his flying petals was invisible, impossible to dodge, terrifying. Everyone felt a chill—what would it be like if those petals had hit their hearts instead?

The four forgot their pain, as if they had seen a god, their gazes filled with admiration.

Liu Yi said to them, “That’s enough. Though I won’t kill you, since you attacked me, you must be punished. You may go now.” Punishment? Liu Yi didn’t know why he acted this way, but he certainly wouldn’t let those who offended him remain happy.

Looking at this aloof stranger, the girl in white turned and said, “Brothers, let’s go.”

“Wait…” Liu Yi suddenly called out to them again.

The girl in white looked at him and asked, “Is there anything else?”

Liu Yi glanced at her and asked, “What’s your name?”

The girl replied, “Tianjiao.”

Liu Yi repeated the name softly: Tianjiao, Tianjiao… She really wasn’t Jilier. As he looked at Tianjiao, his eyes held a hint of disappointment, sorrow, but mostly grief and weariness. Perhaps his resurrection was solely for revenge.

Liu Yi said, “You may go.”

Tianjiao turned away from his gaze, said nothing, and walked off.

Watching her leave, Liu Yi’s heart ached terribly. He hated fate, he hated the gods, he hated everyone… Now, happiness seemed so distant to him—even thinking about it was a luxury, something unattainable. Everything in the world was so hypocritical.

Liu Yi turned his head, red light flashing in his eyes. The breeze scattered his white hair across his shoulders. Looking at the Wolf King, he remained silent, his heart filled with endless longing… Ten years ago, that reckless youth first met the Wolf King…

Suddenly, Liu Yi knelt down abruptly, gripping his sword with his left hand and resting his right hand on the ground. “I beg you for one favor.”

The Wolf King was startled by the sudden scene and hurriedly asked, “What’s the matter?”
Liu Yi looked at the Wolf King, a red glow flashing in his eyes, and said, “Be my teacher and help me build an eternal city.”
The Wolf King shook his head violently. “No, no, that’s not possible. I, the Wolf King, know my own limits. With your current level of cultivation, even if the gods were to awaken, they might not be able to fight you. How could I be your teacher?”
Liu Yi gently removed the ‘Ghost’ mask from his face with his right hand, revealing a sculpted face before the Wolf King’s eyes. It seemed like he had seen this face somewhere before, but the Wolf King couldn’t be sure because he really couldn’t remember.
Liu Yi said, “Ten years ago, a reckless scholar met the Guardian Wolf King. Didn’t the Wolf King really want to take him as a disciple? Why have you changed your mind after ten years?”
The Wolf King slapped his folding fan in surprise. “Are you… Liu Yi?” He couldn’t believe his eyes and quickly ran over to help Liu Yi up.
Liu Yi nodded, looking at the Wolf King’s kind face. “It’s me.” Perhaps too much time had passed, so Liu Yi no longer understood human emotions, but the Wolf King’s kind face made him feel especially close.
The Wolf King seemed somewhat excited. “You’re not dead.”
Liu Yi put the ‘Ghost’ mask back on. “I died once, but was reborn. It was the fire of revenge that brought me back to this world.”
The Wolf King stared at Liu Yi, as if he had countless questions to ask: “How did you get reborn? What have you been doing these ten years? How did you master swordsmanship? Have you come to this world just for revenge…” It seemed his mind was filled with doubts.
Liu Yi said to the Wolf King, “I’ll explain everything to you slowly. But for now, I want you to be my teacher and help me build an eternal city. I intend to make those demons suffer endlessly before killing them. And what about those so-called righteous immortals? Will you agree to this?”
The Wolf King nodded. “Now that Tianlong and the Fire Phoenix have established the Tianlong Altar, they’ve turned their attention first to me, the White Tiger, Qilin, and Lin. But fortunately, fate favors us—you can lead us to fight against Tianlong.”
Liu Yi spoke disdainfully, “What fate? Sooner or later, I’ll slay him. But for now, I want to focus on how to build this eternal city…”