Chapter 1360: Chapter 236: How to Forget Sorrows (Part 1)

With everything settled in Great Chu, Duan Zhao took the Lotus Token and made a trip back to Wangyou Island.

Initially, the young man didn’t want to return home, but Xie Xuanyi deliberately issued a stern order demanding he must go home.

Thus,

Duan Zhao, with his sword alone, crossed the sea.

Wangyou Island is far from the mainland, located at the East Sea Harbor. This entire sea area can be considered a Pocket World. A thousand years ago, before the Great Tribulation descended, many Great Cultivator Ancient Saints chose to seclude here, building their grottoes. Consequently, countless formations envelop the sea area, allowing it to withstand the Great Tribulation.

After the Great Tribulation ended,

a respectable part of the heritage remained in this sea area.

Among them, Xuanwei Island and Wangyou Island have the strongest heritage and the most profound strength.

For hundreds of years, overseas cultivators only guarded their territories, never intervening in the Qi Fortune of dynasties.

Until Nalan Xuance succeeded as the Island Master of Xuanwei Island.

The old customs gradually began to be broken.

"Master, we’re just ahead of my home."

Today, the East Sea was calm.

Yet waves roared and shattered in layers.

Duan Zhao sat cross-legged on the surface of the large sword. His Sword Control Technique was entirely different from common understanding. This heavy and wide sword resembled a large vessel.

The young man held the Lotus Token, his face showing fear, and muttered along the way.

"Haven’t been home for many years..."

"Back then, I said I’d return soon, but ended up delaying for three years. This time I’m sure to get a big beating."

"Master, if it weren’t for your call, I wouldn’t return. You’ve got to protect me. My martial artist father hits hard, and it hurts."

"..."

Thousands of miles away,

Xie Xuanyi remained silent.

This silly boy Duan Zhao still thought the Wangyou Island Master hadn’t looked for him during these years.

Openly and secretly, they’ve come to Da Sui Sword Palace four or five times.

"Splashing sounds."

The heavy sword gradually slowed down.

Yet you see,

Wangyou Island was eternally blossoming with spring, peach blossoms blooming, like a fairyland.

This was an extremely beautiful scenery, and above Wangyou Island, in the void, strands of Dao patterns flashed by, dozens of great arrays were disbanded sequentially, seemingly already knowing someone was coming.

The more peaceful it was,

the more uncertain Duan Zhao felt.

From afar, he saw a figure standing amidst falling flowers, garments fluttering in the wind, a wine gourd tied at the waist.

"Oh my!"

The young man couldn’t resist standing, wanting to flee. He regretted returning home.

The result was the Wangyou Island Master standing among the peach blossoms extended a hand through the air.

Across several hundred feet,

the young man’s collar was directly pulled tight.

Duan Zhao sat down on the ground with fear, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The heavy sword was still floating on the sea; he had already reached the land.

"Long time no see."

The Wangyou Island Master spoke lightly, "My dear son... You still know how to come back?"

"Cough, cough..."

Duan Zhao awkwardly scratched his head like a sick cat, not knowing what to say.

But surprisingly,

his fiery-tempered father seemed not to have any intention of hitting him this time.

"..."

The Wangyou Island Master silently observed his son, letting go after a long look, speaking again: "Your mother has long prepared the food. If you don’t eat soon, it’ll go cold."

"Oh."

Duan Zhao lowered his head, murmured softly.

This time returning to Wangyou Island, he certainly didn’t greet anyone.

He never had the habit of greeting anyone.

Because...

He has a "know-it-all" mother.

In Duan Zhao’s mind, as for divination and deduction, his mother’s skill was absolutely no less than that Xiao Chen State Preceptor known for heavenly secrets!

Anyone familiar with the Yang God Great Cultivators of Wangyou Island knew that the true "Wangyou Island Master" on this sea area was not the martial artist with Vajra Body and coarse skin.

But the Wangyou Island Mistress hidden amid peach blossoms, who coincided with Heavenly Secrets through divination.

"Mountain Master Xie."

The Wangyou Island Master deliberately slowed down his steps, walking side by side with his son.

He placed his hands behind his head, speaking in a relaxed tone with a smile: "Oh no, now I should call you Master Xie... Since you let Chang Chuan return to Wangyou Island holding the token, why not manifest and meet?"

Chang Chuan... 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Duan Zhao hadn’t heard anyone call him that for a long time, his heart couldn’t help but tighten.

"Lord Duan."

The Lotus Token gently trembled.

Xie Xuanyi emerged gracefully, warmly saying, "Long time no see."

"Not too long, just half a year."

The Wangyou Island Master looked at Xie Xuanyi, feeling many emotions inside.

The last meeting between him and this young master surnamed Xie was six months ago, in the Thirty-three Cave Heavens.

He used the ability of Forget Sorrows to send Xie Xuanyi into Jiang Miaoyin’s illusion.

In truth,

they’ve only met two or three times over the years.

Every meeting,

the Wangyou Island Master could feel the latter’s realm rapidly ascending.

This time... was even more shocking; Xie Xuanyi manifested with just a strand of soul thought from the Lotus Token, making it difficult to see through his Divine Soul Realm.

This young man,

what is his level of power now?

"Island Master, over the years, I’ve benefited too much from Wangyou Island."

Xie Xuanyi cupped his hands sincerely, saying, "This time I let Chang Chuan land on the island to express my gratitude in person and also to repay the kindness."

"Enough with that."

The Wangyou Island Master waved dismissively, jokingly: "Expressing gratitude in person... Going to such lengths for that is unnecessary. As for repaying kindness, that’s nonsense. Nowadays, you’re the Sword Palace Master, who can even bear your kindness?"

These words were joking, but they were also the thoughts in the Wangyou Island Master’s mind.

The martial artist is straightforward.

Towards Xie Xuanyi, he only felt admiration now.

Initially,

he had resentment about the Sword Palace accepting Duan Zhao as a disciple.

After cultivating his good son with great effort, he was taken away by the Sword Palace just like that?

If it weren’t for not being able to defeat Zhao Chunyang...

He would have argued with the Sword Palace long ago.

But now,

even though Zhao Chunyang "left," Xie Xuanyi smoothly harmonized and ascended, probably not his match now.

However, with his good son apprenticed to such a master, what more can he be dissatisfied with?

As it stands,

Xie Xuanyi will likely be stronger than Zhao Chunyang.

Duan Zhao, his only disciple, will eventually inherit the Lotus Peak legacy in the Sword Palace. As for Wangyou Island...

The identities of inheriting Lotus Peak and being the Wangyou Island Master have never been mutually exclusive.

Thinking carefully,

it’s evident that he gained the advantage.

"A drop of kindness deserves a fountain in return."

Xie Xuanyi lowered his voice, solemnly saying, "Senior should know what I’ve done these days with the Lotus Token..."

"Oh..."

The Wangyou Island Master waved again, subconsciously wanting to continue being modest.

"Husband, don’t you quickly thank Master Xie?"

At this moment,

a clear and gentle voice, like jade stones colliding, sounded from not far away.

"Ah, um..."

The Wangyou Island Master paused, promptly swallowing back the rejection he was about to utter.

Xie Xuanyi followed the voice with his gaze.

Dozens of feet away,

a figure in yellow sat at a stone table, slender and gentle, matching the peach blossoms, appearing quite young.

The wind blew peach blossoms, falling and fluttering.

Above the yellow-robed woman’s head, a few feet high, was like an invisible parasol.

Those falling flowers scattered away, naturally sliding to the sides.

The yellow-robed woman stood up, looking at the floating soul of the Lotus Token, her gaze assessing up and down, amiably praising: "They say Young Master Xie is handsome. Today upon seeing, it truly lives up to the name."

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(This volume is nearing its conclusion, organizing thoughts, so updates might be irregular. Tomorrow morning after sleeping there will be another Chapter. If this volume’s scattered matters are mostly handled, I should take a day off.)