Chapter 1363: 329: Sword Gate Pass, Phoenix True Feather!

"What letter? There probably isn’t any."

Lu Ping’an shook his head.

Qin Yi was silent for a moment, then exhaled, her eyes resolute as she said, "I will be going to Sword Gate Pass in a few days."

"Sword Gate Pass?"

Lu Ping’an didn’t know what it was.

"It’s a secret realm of our Heavenly Sword Sect, only accessible to Foundation Establishment cultivators."

"Passing the Sword Trial at Sword Gate can temper the Sword Heart and clarify one’s Sword Dao. It’s also a necessary step for the sect members aspiring to become true inheritors."

Qin Yi explained.

In a sect like the Heavenly Sword Sect, nurturing disciples requires not only talent but also passing through numerous critical trials.

Under such a training system, the Heavenly Sword Sect’s position as an overlord remained unchallenged, and its disciples far surpassed others.

"Is it dangerous?"

Lu Ping’an immediately asked.

Seeing his worried expression, Qin Yi raised an eyebrow, smiled, and said, "Of course, there will be danger."

"But as sword cultivators, we strive to advance without retreat, breaking the cauldrons and sinking the boats. How could we shrink back at the first sign of danger?"

Her brows carried a gentle smile, but her expression was extremely firm.

Though Qin Yi was not like Lu Ping’an,

from a girl at the third level of Qi Refinement climbing step by step to where she was today, her heart of Sword Dao was undeniable!

"Qin Yi..."

Lu Ping’an wanted to persuade her but didn’t know what to say.

"Lu Ping’an, I’m destined to become a Great Sword Immortal. Can’t you hope for the best for me? Why do you look like I’m bound to fail? Can’t you wish me well?"

The black-clad woman stared at him and said.

"Um... I wish you success in your trial."

Lu Ping’an scratched his head, feeling she made a good point.

Qin Yi hadn’t even started, yet he was already so worried, as if assuming she would fail.

But even so, he still felt somewhat heavy-hearted.

"The Immortal Path is full of hurdles;

how could there not be danger? One simply walks through them, cutting through thorns and thistles."

"Lu Ping’an, with your disposition, I wonder how you made it through. You must have faced much hardship, right?"

Qin Yi, hugging her knees, looked at Lu Ping’an and spoke.

In her view, over the decades Lu Ping’an had grown from a nave young man to a renowned figure, certainly having endured many tribulations.

Nonetheless, in such circumstances, he still retained his original nature, which was indeed rare and precious.

"I’m just worried about you."

Lu Ping’an gently shook his head and said.

"Don’t worry. To become a Great Sword Immortal, one must, at the very least, be like Xuanjian True Monarch. Would I, Qin Yi, easily fall like this?"

"But Lu Ping’an, you’d better work hard too, or don’t let me leave you behind."

Qin Yi smiled, patting his solid shoulder.

Then the two continued to travel around, enjoying the scenery.

Yet the matter of Sword Gate Pass kept Lu Ping’an somewhat distracted.

A few days later, they parted ways.

Lu Ping’an handed several third-rank talismans that his father had given him to Qin Yi.

Qin Yi, seeing the talismans he was offering, appeared a bit dazed.

A memory surfaced of how, years ago, when they parted, Lu Ping’an gave her all his elixir medicines and talismans.

"Lu Ping’an, I appreciate your sentiment."

"Sword Gate Pass is a trial for Sword Dao, and passing naturally relies on one’s own Sword Dao."

Qin Yi didn’t accept the talismans, saying this.

"It’s alright. Take these two defense talismans for peace of mind."

Lu Ping’an pressed the two talismans into her hand.

He then seriously instructed, "Take a look at the jade slip I gave you when you have time. It might help you."

Though he didn’t understand Sword Dao, what his father gave typically wasn’t subpar.

"I know, you’re always so cautious, but thank you."

Seeing his concerned expression, Qin Yi softened a bit as she spoke.

After saying that, looking up at Lu Ping’an, who was a head taller than herself, she said, "Lu Ping’an, repeat to me what you said last time."

"What words?"

Lu Ping’an was taken aback.

"Those words you said at the bow of your family’s boat."

Lu Ping’an thought for a moment, then seriously said, "Qin Yi, I like you!"

The woman in black suddenly smiled, embraced the young man before her, and whispered, "Lu Ping’an, I like you too."

The breeze blew gently as the two embraced, listening to each other’s heartbeats and breaths.

However, Lu Ping’an was no Lu Changsheng, and Qin Yi was not some little girl.

Moments later, the blush on their cheeks faded, and they parted, saying their goodbyes.

Though in love, love was not the only thing in their hearts.

...

Jiuxiao Immortal City.

These days, Lu Changsheng had been accompanying his wife and daughter, touring the city.

That day, with a sensation in his heart, a token appeared in his hand.

Seeing the response from the token, he knew his son had finally met the young girl.

He did not meet with Lu Ping’an.

After Lu Ping’an left Jiuxiao Immortal City, he took Lu Miaoyun, Lu Miaohuan, Qu Zhenzhen, and Lu Linghe away.

But when it comes to fishing, one must be cautious.

So Lu Changsheng had already stored toys, books, snacks, and drinks in the Tianyuan Lotus, temporarily placing the four inside.

...

"Tsk tsk tsk, came alone and went back alone again."

Hidden in the void through his Fate-Defying Robe, Lu Changsheng watched his lone son and couldn’t help but shake his head and sigh.

With such a straightforward nature, he was destined to be lonely.

Yet, seeing a trace of melancholy on his son’s brow, Lu Changsheng furrowed his own brows.

"Was he dumped? Rejected?"

Lu Changsheng stroked his chin, thinking it shouldn’t be the case.

When Lu Ping’an was chatting with Qin Yi before, he secretly observed for a while and thought the young girl seemed nice.

After moving hundreds of miles away from the Immortal City, Lu Changsheng used his divine sense to sweep the area. Seeing those observing Lu Ping’an not daring to come too close, he revealed himself.