"Xiao Yu'er, have you ever truly...loved me?" Wen Mingxuan asked with difficulty.

He is a smart man.

He thought of Xiao Yu'er's decision to cut off everything from the Jiang family and follow him. Was it to repay a favor or for love?

He turned pale.

Xiao Yu'er looked at him coldly: "Yes or no. Does all this matter?"

Clang.

His natal spiritual sword fell to the ground again.

The crowd was in an uproar.

The proud son of heaven who ascended to the Immortal Sect, a genius boy who is rare to see in a thousand years, could not even hold his sword steady in front of the clever fairy.

"Tick tick tick..." Blood fell from Wen Mingxuan's fingertips.

The hands as white as jade trembled slightly.

He couldn't lift the spiritual sword, let alone point it at her.

The knife inserted into the chest of his newlywed wife had been a nightmare for him for many days.

Now that it has reappeared, how can he lift the sword?

The breeze blows, and the tips of Xiao Yu'er's hair are slightly raised. Her white little hands only gently move in the space, and the transparent spiritual sword turns into a ray of light and disperses.

Everyone was even more shocked.

"It turns out that the sword is made of spiritual energy! I never noticed it at all!"

"Her control of spiritual energy has reached the level of perfection. It's terrifying."

"Is it possible for a mortal to reach such a state in just half a year? If given time, how terrifying would she be?" Everyone was shocked by this.

The head of the Sanqing Sect smiled and stroked his beard with a satisfied look on his face.

"Oh, this is not because our sect is stingy. It's true that even with the sword pavilion wide open, we can't even choose a spiritual sword suitable for her. Wherever she goes, whether it's an ancient sword or an ancient spiritual sword, they're all crawling there.

Every sword under her feet can match her." The leader's brows were full of dismay.

"What are you proud of? Your Sanqing Sect always comes last in the sect competition every year. This year, it was all thanks to the clever fairy that you got the first place." The elder of the Dengxian Sect looked a little ugly.

He was even more worried about Wen Mingxuan and why he lost control of his emotions when he saw Fairy Lingmiao.

The head of the Sanqing Sect was not angry either: "Getting the wonderful fairy is our sect's blessing. She is a member of the Sanqing Sect, so we all share the honor."

"The Sanqing Sect is just lucky." The elder of the Dengxian Sect slapped it away with his palm.

It directly shattered the photomask of the arena.

"In the world of immortality, luck is also a part of strength." The elder of Sanqing Sect was very calm.

It will make the Dengxian Sect very angry.

Seeing the end of the game, Senior Brother Dengxianmen walked onto the ring.

He just bent down to pick up the natal spiritual sword that fell to the ground.

But the spirit sword was so hot that it made him shrink his hand: "Junior brother's spirit sword has a sword spirit. It seems that no one else can touch it."

If it weren't for Jiang Xiaoyu who wielded the sword with his spiritual energy, this spiritual sword would have caused a sensation as soon as it was released.

It's a pity...

"Miao Miao Fairy, junior brother's spiritual sword cannot be moved!" The senior brother saw Xiao Yu'er bending down and called out hurriedly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, his expression became stiff.

I saw Xiao Yu'er picking up the spirit sword easily, and the aura of intimacy and joy surrounding the spirit sword made the senior brother stunned.

She threw the sword towards Wen Mingxuan.

Wen Mingxuan raised his hand to catch it.

Only one pair of eyes was still looking at her.

"Wen Mingxuan, is this the path you have chosen?" The girl's voice was still brisk, but Wen Mingxuan was trapped by the world.

The girl chuckled and asked, "Wen Mingxuan, have you ever regretted it?"

Wen Mingxuan's throat was slightly hoarse, but he looked at the girl and couldn't say a word.

Regret means no regret, everything is too late.

"Pfft..." Wen Mingxuan spat out a mouthful of blood, but held on and refused to fall.

If it had been in the past, Xiao Yu'er would have been filled with concern, calling Brother Mingxuan with tears in his eyes and running towards him.

No matter when or where, she would always be behind him.

Nowadays, she never takes another look.

She walked towards Sanqing Sect without looking back.

Wen Mingxuan clutched his chest, where the spiritual energy continued to flourish, and he stepped up with difficulty, hoping that Xiao Yu'er would look at him again.

The little fish didn't even look back.

Didn't remember it at all.

That sword cut off Wen Mingxuan's mortal connection.

What was broken was Xiao Yu'er's personal relationship.

The genius of Dengxianmen suddenly fell into coma, which made Dengxianmen worried.

The outside world is also speculating about this.

"Has the talent for ascending to the Immortal Sect been exaggerated?! He is helpless in front of the Mighty Fairy. I heard he can't even hold a sword."

"You're talking nonsense. Senior Brother Mingxuan never made a move against her. She won't win without force!"

"Then what's going on with Senior Brother Mingxuan? Do you want to let him go?"

"I think there is something fishy between these two people." There was a lot of discussion from the outside world, but this did not affect Xiao Yu'er at all.

Even the Supreme Elder couldn't help but praise her. She was the only one who practiced cultivation wholeheartedly.

There is almost no impurity in her heart.

After Wen Mingxuan woke up, he felt that the hollowness in his heart was getting worse.

Ever since that day, when the knife stabbed into Xiao Yu'er's heart, a big piece of his heart was missing.

The practice he pursues, everything he pursues, cannot fill the void.

He didn't dare to recall that rainy night. He deceived himself and others and didn't dare to recall everything he had with Xiao Yu'er.

until……

See the little fish again.

The little fish that came back from the dead.

"Junior brother, what's wrong with you? The Medical Immortal said that you have nothing more to mourn than your heart to die. How could you have such a serious heart disease? You don't want to become a demon." The senior brother was worried and kept waiting by his bed.

.

Wen Mingxuan's voice was hoarse and he closed his eyes slightly: "Have any outsiders come to visit?"

"Master and the elders have been guarding here. Now they are going to seek help from the medical immortal. Everyone in the master's sect is here."

"There are also Lingyun Sect, as well as the heads and elders of Sanqing Sect."

Wen Mingxuan's eyes lit up: "Is there... that wonderful fairy?" There was a bit of hope in his eyes.

The senior brother shook his head: "Fairy Lingmiao is really a model for our generation to practice. She went into seclusion after the competition."

The senior brother was silent for a moment: "Junior brother, you... are old acquaintances with Fairy Lingmiao?"

He discovered that Wen Mingxuan had lost control step by step since he met the clever fairy.

Wen Mingxuan smiled bitterly, lying on the bed and staring blankly at the roof.

He said nothing.

He struggled to get up from the bed.

With the help of the medical fairy, Wen Mingxuan recovered quickly. External injuries are easy to treat, but heart ailments are difficult to treat.

He also retreated quickly.

Three years later.

When he came out again, he was already at the level of Nascent Soul.

"Okay, okay, one more step away, you will be transformed into a god. After transforming into a god, you will be ascended. Master really saw you right." Wen Mingxuan's release from seclusion made everyone in the Immortal Sect jump with joy.

Dengxianmen even held a celebration ceremony, and everyone came.

Miraculous fairy future.

"Junior brother, you ask Lord Lingmiao? Lord Lingmiao entered Yuanying a year ago, and now he is just traveling around. Speaking of which, Lord Lingmiao has really cultivated his mind and body. He has traveled all over the world in these years.

She has settled many injustices. She is highly praised by the common people in the world." The elder brother has gray hair on his temples. He has been practicing for six hundred years, but he is not as good as Wen Mingxuan who has been practicing for three years.
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