I get stronger every day I live.

Chapter 200 Drunkard

Ask the Immortal Continent.

Since Lai Yang and Chu Xiao disappeared after leaving the Wenxian Continent, many things have happened in the Central Continent. During this time, Li Xiaonuan was recommended by the people of the Wenxian Sect to be the new sect leader because of her prestige and strength within the sect.

After becoming the sect leader of the Wenxian Sect, Li Xiaonuan, who was originally lively and outgoing, became much more composed and mature.

For those close to us, it might be difficult to notice anything unusual over time.

But for someone like Lai Yang, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Li Xiaowen seemed like a completely different person, his entire demeanor having undergone a dramatic change.

Her pretty face had lost some of its liveliness and gained more of an imposing, dignified air.

On this day, Li Xiaonuan, who was handling various affairs in the Wenxian Sect as usual, suddenly felt an aura that made her heart tremble as it descended upon the sect. She couldn't help but tremble slightly and subconsciously looked in a certain direction.

The next moment, a handsome young man slowly emerged from the torn void, a gentle smile on his face: "Xiao Nuan, it's been a long time."

A look of confusion first appeared in Li Xiaonuan's eyes, then her expression gradually turned into disbelief, as if a storm was raging in her heart.

"Am I hallucinating?" Li Xiaonuan subconsciously rubbed her eyes, then looked back at Lai Yang's location.

The familiar scent, the familiar figure, it's like the same unchanging youth.

That figure, which they had longed for and had imagined countless times in their minds, reappeared before her, looking fresh and vibrant.

The master has gone to the celestial realm and can never come back. How is that possible?

Seeing Li Xiaonuan's shocked expression, Lai Yang smiled faintly and said, "What? Don't you recognize me?"

Lai Yang had expected a heartwarming reunion, but to his surprise, Li Xiaonuan's pretty face turned visibly cold the next moment, as cold and piercing as snow in December, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and a terrifying killing intent erupted like a tidal wave.

“I don’t know who you are, but you shouldn’t have impersonated a master to deceive me. You are now courting death.”

After saying that, Li Xiaonuan snorted coldly and raised her hand, slapping Lai Yang hard with a large hand burning with flames.

She planned to subdue him first, and then interrogate him properly to find out who had ordered him to do this.

She was determined to find the real culprit behind this and make them pay for their foolish actions.

Seeing this, Lai Yang sighed helplessly, "It's been a thousand years, and the little girl's temper has grown quite a bit. She even dared to lay a hand on me."

With a casual wave of his hand, Lai Yang completely wiped out Li Xiaonuan's fiery hand, leaving no trace.

A look of surprise flashed across Li Xiaowen's eyes. She hadn't expected that her methods would be so easily defeated in front of the other party.

"I underestimated you, but with this level of strength, you're not enough to be arrogant in front of me."

A hint of anger flashed across Li Xiaonuan's face. With a flick of her wrist, a top-grade spiritual sword appeared in her palm, and she attacked Lai Yang.

Lai Yang quietly looked at Li Xiaonuan, and with a wisp of sword energy, he deflected the sword from her hand, then raised his hand and threw a punch.

Li Xiaonuan's palms trembled, and her eyes widened. She, a powerful expert at the peak of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, was actually powerless against the other party.

Faced with Lai Yang's punch, she even felt the threat of death, and she was unable to move, completely at his mercy.

However, the terrifying fist didn't land on her beautiful face as expected. The wind from the punch ruffled Li Xiaonuan's waist-length hair and dress, and then a warm, broad hand, familiar from her memories, pressed down on Li Xiaonuan's head, gently stroking it twice: "When we first met, you were a dirty little girl, huddled under the eaves of my inn, sheltering from the rain. I was the one who let you into the inn, do you remember? And later, when your sister got sick, you carried her to find me..."

Lai Yang slowly recounted the things they had done together.

From their first meeting to later bringing them into the Wenxian Sect, and then some private secrets among the three of them that were unknown to others.

Li Xiaonuan's expression gradually changed from anger to shock, joy, and shyness. Then she finally completely believed the person in front of her, suddenly threw herself into Lai Yang's arms, and hugged him tightly.

Li Xiaonuan's pent-up grievances finally burst forth at this moment, and she exclaimed excitedly, "Sir! Sir, it really is you who's back! I thought you didn't want me and my sister anymore."

Sensing Li Xiaonuan's emotions, Lai Yang's expression became slightly complicated. He put one arm around her waist and gently stroked her head with the other, explaining in a gentle tone, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I've been thinking about you all too. But after leaving the Immortal Continent, I lost the spatial coordinates of the Immortal Continent. It wasn't easy for me to find a way back."

Lai Yang reached out and wiped away the two lines of tears from Li Xiaonuan's eyes.

"Now that you're the head of a sect, you can't cry like that and become a laughingstock."

"Hmph, I'm at the peak of the Tribulation Transcending Realm now. Anyone who dares to laugh at me, I'll beat them up." Li Xiaonuan said fiercely, raising her fist.

"Xiao Nuan is amazing, incredible! By the way, where's your older sister Xiao Wen? And where's Jian Wuji?"

"My sister is at Jianyang Mountain. Jianyang Mountain was formerly known as Yuanyang Mountain. After my sister became an elder of Jianyang Mountain, she changed the name. Elder Jian Wuji is now lying in the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain."

"Lying in the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain? Has Jian Wuji reached the end of his life?"

Upon hearing this, Lai Yang sighed softly. He had long suspected that Jian Wuji might no longer be alive when he returned.

After all, he was much older than Xiao Wen and Xiao Nuan, and he failed to cross the Immortal Gate due to an accident when he ascended.

Now that more than two thousand years have passed, it is only natural that he has passed away.

“Sir, you’ve misunderstood. Elder Jian Wuji has sealed himself away in the forbidden area behind the mountain. He’s not dead yet,” Li Xiaonuan quickly said.

"Oh? He's not dead yet?" Lai Yang was slightly taken aback.

"Well, hundreds of years ago, Elder Jian Wuji knew that his lifespan was coming to an end, so he forged a coffin for himself and sealed himself in the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain in order to break through again. However, so many years have passed without any movement. To be honest, I'm not really sure whether he's dead or not."

"Let's go take a look first."

"it is good."

Led by Li Xiaowen, the two arrived at the forbidden area behind the Wenxian Sect, where many powerful figures of the Wenxian Sect were buried.

Some have already perished, while others, like Jian Wuji, have sealed themselves away and slumbered here, only venturing out when their sect faces a life-or-death crisis, in order to break through and continue living.

Soon, Lai Yang and Li Xiaowen arrived at Jian Wuji's grave.

“Sir, this is it.” Li Xiaowen pointed to the tombstone in front of him.

Lai Yang nodded, and with a wisp of his divine sense probing into the tombstone, he could indeed sense Jian Wuji's aura.

"After all these years, this guy is still a rogue immortal. Fine, let me lend you a hand."

In the blink of an eye, numerous immortal-level formations enveloped the forbidden area behind the Wenxian Sect.

Afterwards, Lai Yang took out numerous rare and precious materials from his storage ring, refined them into the purest spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and integrated them into the formation for the members of the Wenxian Sect to absorb. As the vast and pure energy poured into their bodies, the powerful individuals who had sealed themselves in the forbidden area behind the Wenxian Sect's mountain all received tremendous benefits, their cultivation advancing by leaps and bounds, breaking through the limits of life and death.

Swish swish! ! !
Powerful auras erupted from the tombstone, even triggering a lightning tribulation.

After breaking through, everyone looked solemnly at the sky, only to see that the next moment, Lai Yang shouted "Roll!" and the lightning tribulation, which seemed to be the end of the world, completely disappeared without a trace, as if nothing had ever happened. This greatly shocked everyone, leaving them speechless.

The group, having broken through their life limit, approached Lai Yang and bowed respectfully, saying, "Thank you for helping us break through, senior. May I ask your name?"

Just then, Jian Wuji saw Lai Yang's appearance clearly and exclaimed in astonishment, "Master?"

"More than two thousand years have passed, and your swordsmanship is still the same as before. Have you been slacking off?" Lai Yang turned to look at Jian Wuji and said calmly.

"Disciple Jian Wuji greets Master!" Jian Wuji immediately came to Lai Yang's side. "Is it really you, Master? You...you've returned from the Immortal Realm?"

Lai Yang nodded.

Hearing the conversation between the two, all the powerful figures from the Wenxian Sect were dumbfounded.

This person is actually Jian Wuji's master? Wasn't it said that Jian Wuji's master went to the Immortal Realm two thousand years ago to protect the Wenxian Continent?

How could that be? This was the first time they had ever heard of someone returning to the Immortal Continent from the Immortal Realm. Just how terrifying must that person's strength be?

"I was worried about you all, so I came back to check on you. Luckily, I got back in time."

Lai Yang looked at Jian Wuji. With his help, Jian Wuji's cultivation had successfully entered the first level of the Mortal Immortal Realm.

Jian Wuji's depleted blood and energy were restored, becoming even more vigorous than at his peak, allowing him to live for at least several thousand more years.

Not only him, but Lai Yang also created more than a dozen powerful mortal immortals for the Wenxian Sect in one go.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Wenxian Sect is currently the strongest sect in the entire Wenxian Continent, and all other sects combined are no match for it.

A single mortal immortal is enough to sweep through all the sects of the Immortal Inquiry Sect, let alone the dozen or so people here.

"Master, what happened after you left the Immortal Continent, and how did you return?"

"We'll talk about that later. I'm glad you're alright. Focus on consolidating your cultivation. I have some other things to attend to."

After saying that, Lai Yang turned to look at Xiao Nuan.

Then, the two left the forbidden area behind the mountain and headed to Jianyang Mountain, where Li Xiaowen was located.

After the two left, everyone's eyes immediately fell on Jian Wuji, and they all crowded around him, saying with smiles:
"Elder Wuji, congratulations on breaking through to Sword Immortal."

"Wuji, are you tired? I have a few treasures here, take a look and see if they suit your taste."

"Old Jian, we've got a good relationship, haven't we? Don't forget me now that you've made it big."

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On the other side, on Jianyang Mountain.

After more than two thousand years of mining, the fire-attribute spiritual veins beneath Jianyang Mountain have been depleted.

This place is no longer a medicinal field for cultivating Yuanyang fruit, but has become a peak that belongs exclusively to Li Xiaowen.

Although Jianyang Mountain has a small population and is much quieter than other mountains, Li Xiaowen's status and strength are undeniable, and those who can enter Jianyang Mountain are all geniuses of the Wenxian Sect.

On the main peak of Jianyang Mountain, Li Xiaowen lay lazily on the roof, a gourd hanging beside her. Her clothes were loose and casual, concealing her beautiful figure.

Her cheeks flushed slightly from the alcohol, and her beautiful, dreamy eyes, as captivating as autumn water, gazed at the boundless sky, her thoughts unknown.

After downing a mouthful of strong liquor, Li Xiaowen didn't use his spiritual power to counteract the effects of the alcohol, letting it spread throughout his body until he was completely dazed and in a drunken stupor.

The people on Jianyang Mountain were used to seeing her like this; almost everyone in the Wenxian Sect knew the reason why Li Xiaowen had become like this.

Ever since her Daoist partner left to protect the Immortal Continent, she has been drowning her sorrows in alcohol every day, gradually turning into this unreliable person.

However, don't be fooled by her seemingly carefree and decadent lifestyle. Many people tried to take advantage of her, but without exception, they all met a tragic end.

When Lai Yang saw Li Xiaowen's current appearance from afar, he was stunned and couldn't understand why she had become like this.

It wasn't until Li Xiaonuan explained it to him that Lai Yang, being no fool, immediately understood that the problem lay with him.

Back then, he was single-mindedly focused on protecting the Immortal Continent from the invasion of the insect race, and he crossed the Immortal Realm without hesitation, but he never expected it would have such a great impact on Li Xiaowen.

Li Xiaowen, who was once calm and aloof like a high-mountain flower in the cultivation world, has now turned into a drunkard.

"Sister, look who's here," Li Xiaowen called softly as she stepped forward.

Upon hearing Li Xiaonuan's voice, Li Xiaowen turned her slightly hazy eyes to look at her, and the next moment she froze on the spot.

Not only did Li Xiaonuan arrive, but a young man stood beside her, looking exactly like the person in her dream.

Li Xiaowen sensed a familiar yet unfamiliar aura emanating from Lai Yang. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but nothing came out, and remained silent for a long time.

Lai Yang didn't mind the strong smell of alcohol emanating from Li Xiaowen. He stepped forward, hugged Li Xiaowen, and whispered, "I'm back."

"Sir...?" The gourd fell from Li Xiaowen's hand, rolled down the eaves, and crashed heavily to the ground. Her beautiful eyes, which had been hazy and intoxicated, instantly became much clearer, and her expression was more flustered than ever before.

After a while, Li Xiaowen stood there somewhat at a loss, nervously tidying herself up.

She had imagined many scenarios of their reunion, but she never thought that the reunion would involve him seeing her in such a depraved and wretched state. She couldn't help but feel afraid that this would make Lai Yang dislike her.

"Xiao Wen, you've lost weight. You don't take care of your health at all," Lai Yang said, his tone a mixture of concern and reproach.

For a moment, Li Xiaowen looked like a child who had made a mistake, lowering his head and not daring to look Lai Yang in the eye.

"I'm...I'm sorry, sir, I..."

Two lines of clear tears welled up in Li Xiaowen's eyes, a complex mix of emotions swirling within him, which he could not express.

Before Li Xiaowen could speak, a large, warm hand was placed on her head, gently stroking it as it had a thousand years ago.

(End of this chapter)