Chapter 1052: 216: Dayu War God, Mortal World Female Sword Immortal_4

Chapter 1052: Chapter 216: Dayu War God, Mortal World Female Sword Immortal_4

But the woman in the courtyard had already sensed the arrival of this unwanted visitor. The ink on her brush had dried, and she casually placed the brush handle on the nearby inkstone, then sighed softly and spoke without turning her head:

“General Li, you are busy with military affairs, don’t waste your time here.”

Upon hearing her voice, Li Ping’an’s expression softened and he said, “I only want to have a cup of tea, Master.”

“Don’t call me Master. Seventy years ago, I already severed our master-disciple ties. I accepted you as a disciple back then only because I was unaware of your identity, it was mere coincidence.”

The woman in white slightly frowned and said.

“Once a master, always a father. No matter what, in my heart, you will always be my Master.”

Li Ping’an smiled and said, “I just came to have a cup of tea. Even Emperor Yu wouldn’t refuse me; Master, you are being rather unkind.”

“I heard that you just killed demons and made great achievements.

Those Tao Comprehension Realm demons came from the Central State deep within the Great Wilderness Heaven.

There are Saint’s teachings there, and those demons must also possess such teachings, so this battle must not have been easy.

You should return and rest early; I also have my own matters to attend to.”

The woman in white frowned and said.

Hearing this, Li Ping’an smiled even more happily and said,

“It seems Master is not entirely indifferent to my affairs.”

“Such significant matters would reach my ears even if I stayed behind closed doors.” The woman’s voice became cold.

“Emperor Yu bestowed many rewards upon me this time, but they are all mundane things. What I truly want, he still can’t bear to give.”

Li Ping’an spoke as if to himself, a complicated light flashing in his eyes.

He looked at the woman before him and said, “If this Sword Qi is polished down, it would make an excellent sword handle material; please accept it, Master.”

“If you call me Master again, don’t blame me for being rude!”

At this moment, the woman’s tone turned icy cold.

Li Ping’an’s hand paused as he was handing over the Sword Qi, his expression subtly changed, and finally, he said in a low voice, “Master, have you rejected me all these years just because my surname is Li?”

As he said this, there was a trace of suppressed anger in his voice.

The woman in white frowned and coldly said, “It has nothing to do with your surname. The events of the past are long gone; he no longer cares, and naturally, neither do I. It’s just that your intentions are incorrect.”

“Incorrect intentions? Is being fond of you considered incorrect intentions?”

Li Ping’an clenched the Sword Qi in his hand, a hint of anger in his eyes.

“Indeed.”

The woman in white answered without hesitation, her tone firm.

Back when the Immortal Gate was severed, she vaguely learned from Emperor Yu what had transpired, and in her grief, she wandered the Mortal World.

Two or three decades later, her cultivation continuously rose and soon reached the Four Stands Realm.

One day, while wandering through a famous mountain and sitting alone at the summit listening to the sound of a spring, she happened upon a young man climbing the mountain, filled with resentment.

During their brief time together, she learned that the young man left home due to resentment, and the young man, having witnessed her swordsmanship, admired her and persistently sought her as a teacher. After much pestering, she agreed.

Under her sincere guidance, the young man showed great talent, easily grasping many swordsmanship techniques after being taught just once.

The young man gradually showed promise in the Jianghu, but over time, as they spent more time together, the way he looked at her seemed to gradually change.

She also noticed this and told the young man that he had graduated and sent him off to gain experience in the red dust.

Soon after, the young man’s fame grew louder, and news of the young man’s true identity reached her ears.

Only then did she learn that the young man was actually a bloodline of the Li Family of the Divine General Mansion, and moreover, a bloodline of that couple!

Later, the young man was found by the Divine General Mansion, enlisted in the military, and made achievements, quickly gaining glory.

When the young man returned to the mountain to seek her again, she severed the master-disciple relationship with him.

This all happened seventy years ago.

At their level of cultivation, aging is extremely slow; they can maintain their youthful appearance if they wish.

The young man from seventy years ago is merely a youth now, and she hasn’t changed much, except for more maturity and serenity in her eyes.

“Is he really as great as the world sings of him?”

Li Ping’an gritted his teeth, a look of hatred in his eyes.

The woman in white sensed his tone and said with a cold face, “You should leave now!”

“Is it worth it? I heard that during the Immortal Gate incident, perhaps he had long been dead!”

Li Ping’an angrily said.

Swoosh!

A sharp Sword Qi suddenly shot forth, brushing past his cheek.

A bloody mark appeared, icy to the touch, as warm blood slowly seeped down.

“Say one more word, and I guarantee you’ll lose your head!”

The woman in white had already turned around by now, but her stunningly beautiful face was extremely cold.

Li Ping’an sensed the cold killing intent in her eyes, devoid of any past tenderness from their time as master and disciple. His expression was unpleasant, knowing that if he spoke again, she would indeed do as she said.

Time and again, he had witnessed her ruthless decisiveness.

He gritted his teeth, dropped the Sword Qi, and turned to descend the mountain in silence, his face sullen.

By the time he leaped down from the steps, reaching the foot of the mountain, the wound on his cheek had already healed.

Suddenly, a sharp whistle approached.

He turned to look and saw the Sword Qi he had dropped being flung in a parabolic arc to his feet, bouncing a few times.

His expression became even more unsightly, and the two women beside him were stunned.

Li Ping’an clenched his palm, and the Sword Qi on the ground adhered to his palm. His heart burned with anger as he gritted his teeth and said, “Someday, you will regret this!”