Zhu Xian: The way of heaven collapses, and I only have one sword!

Chapter 89 Taiqing breaks through, he is back!
After hearing those familiar words from Ji Zai's mouth, Lu Xueqi's delicate body trembled violently, and tears could no longer be controlled, welling up in her eyes. She stared at Ji Zai infatuatedly. At this moment, she was absolutely certain that the person in front of her was Chen Qiye, the man she had been thinking about.

"Qi Ye, you're finally back." Lu Xueqi burst into tears, took a step forward and hugged Ji Zai tightly, as if he would disappear again if she let go.

Chen Qiye's consciousness seemed to be ripped into countless pieces at that moment. Memories of the past surged back like a raging tide, only to suddenly snap just as they were about to be pieced together. Lu Xueqi's figure and Bi Yao's face alternated in his mind, their gentle calls and anxious eyes tugging at his soul.

"I am Chen Qiye, and I am also Ji Zai. Or rather, I am now Chen Qiye who has not fully recovered his memory..."

Lu Xueqi hugged Chen Qiye tightly, her tears soaking his clothes. "Qiye, no matter what you've been through, I will never let you leave me again." Her voice was tearful, yet incredibly firm.

Chen Qiye slowly raised his hand and gently stroked Lu Xueqi's back, trying to comfort her. But his heart was in turmoil, and Bi Yao's image lingered in his mind. He recalled every moment they had spent together in the Ghost King Sect: her gentleness, her smile, and the unborn child in her belly.

"Qier, I..." Chen Qiye just opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to express all the complicated things.

On the other side, in a secluded corner of Dawang Village, stood a man and a woman. They were Qinglong and Youji who came from the Ghost King Sect. At this moment, both of them looked towards the direction of the Dead Marsh.

After a moment, Qinglong sighed and said with emotion: "Since we tamed Kuiniu, it took us ten years to find this second spirit beast. It was really not easy."

You Ji didn't say anything, but the black veil on her face swayed slightly.

Qinglong was a little surprised. He glanced at Youji and asked, "What's wrong?"

Youji was silent for a moment, then said, "I... don't like that ghost gentleman very much."

Qinglong frowned, and after a moment he said, "Mr. Gui is a remarkable man of his time. His usual behavior is a little unusual, but it's nothing serious. Over the years, he has earned the Sect Master's trust and is considered a trusted advisor. It's best if you don't clash with him."

You Ji retracted her gaze and said calmly, "Let's go. The Sect Master has given us an important task and we can't delay."

Qinglong glanced at her, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, but his face remained calm. He said, "That's right, let's go."

Then the two of them stood up together and flew towards the Death Swamp.

Deep within Nei Ze, the miasma grew thicker, like a heavy curtain enveloping the entire world. The figures of Chen Qiye and Lu Xueqi embracing each other in this hazy atmosphere seemed particularly lonely, yet they also exuded a warmth of reunion after a long separation.

"Qier, go find them. I am very dangerous in the eyes of the entire righteous path now, even if I am still the same Chen Qiye."

Hearing this, Lu Xueqi suddenly raised her head and tightly grasped Chen Qiye's arm with both hands, her eyes full of reluctance: "No, I won't leave. I want to be with you. I don't care about the right path or the danger."

"Qier, I believe you have heard that as Ji Zai, I am the deputy leader of the Ghost King Sect. Although the Ghost King intentionally or unintentionally concealed some information, many people in the righteous path know that Ji Zai, that is, me, and Bi Yao were married." Chen Qiye said with his eyes slightly closed.

"I know." Lu Xueqi nodded, a hint of sadness flashing across her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure. She looked directly into Chen Qiye's eyes and spoke slowly, "Qiye, I don't care. I, Lu Xueqi, was the first one to marry you. I've never forgotten this love, and I won't leave you just because of Bi Yao. Besides, our son has always missed his father."

"Son..." Chen Qiye murmured repeatedly, his voice full of disbelief and surprise, his eyes instantly reddened, "Qier, we have a son... He, where is he now? Is he okay?"

"A few months after you disappeared, I was already pregnant. At the time, I was filled with confusion and helplessness, but the thought that this was your flesh and blood gave me the courage to persevere, wanting only to give birth to this child safely. During those days at Xiaozhu Peak, I endured my longing for you while trying my best to nurture the baby. Although my senior sisters didn't say much, I knew they were silently supporting me behind the scenes. Finally, the child was born safely, a boy. His eyebrows and eyes look very much like yours. Looking at him, it was as if I saw your shadow, and my heart was filled with comfort." Lu Xueqi paused, her eyes slightly red, and her voice unconsciously choked with a hint of sob, but it was also filled with tenderness and pride. "I named him Chen Sui'an. Over the years, I raised him alone, taught him to read and write, and taught him the magic of Qingyun Sect. He is very smart and learns everything quickly. He has shown great talent at a young age."

"Chen Sui'an...May you be safe every year, may you be safe every year..." Chen Qiye murmured softly.

Chen Qiye repeated his son's name, feeling a mixture of guilt for missing out on his growth, yet also joy at knowing he had such an outstanding son. He held Lu Xueqi's hand tightly, as if holding onto his most precious hope for the past ten years.

"Qier, thank you for your hard work. You have endured so much alone over the years." Chen Qiye's voice was a little hoarse, full of heartache and gratitude.

Lu Xueqi shook her head, leaning on Chen Qiye's shoulder, and whispered, "As long as I can wait for you to come back, everything will be worth it. Sui'an has been looking forward to seeing you too, and he often asks me, 'When will Daddy come home?'" Chen Qiye nodded slightly. At that moment, as if a knot in his heart had been untied, he instantly broke through, having already reached the peak of the Upper Clarity Realm. His Ghost King Sect technique, "Tongxuan Ghost and God Dao," also broke through to the Great Clarity Realm. At the same time, within his sea of ​​memory, Chen Qiye's soul began to fully recover.

The first thing to change was (Ji Zai) Chen Qiye's long purple-black hair. The purple-black hair quickly faded its original color at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was replaced by a frosty and snowy silver-white. Each strand of hair gleamed with a soft glow, appearing particularly eye-catching in this thick miasma. In other words, he has now become the Chen Qiye in Lu Xueqi's memory again.

"I'm back. Fortunately, I broke through the Taiqing realm, otherwise you would have to wait another ten years." Chen Qiye said softly.

As soon as Chen Qiye finished speaking, the miasma around him seemed to be pulled by some powerful force and began to spin wildly with him as the center.

Lu Xueqi subconsciously hugged Chen Qiye tightly, the Tianya Sword humming softly behind her. Chen Qiye gently pushed Lu Xueqi away, his eyes tightly closed. An unprecedentedly powerful aura emanated from him, the unique pressure of the Taiqing Realm, shaking the entire Death Swamp.

"Let's go. I can feel that something is wrong with them." Chen Qiye said.

Chen Qiye took Lu Xueqi's hand, tapped his feet, and transformed into a stream of light, sprinting in one direction. When they arrived, they saw Fashang, Lin Jingyu, Zeng Shushu, Zhang Xiaofan, and Li Xun surrounded by a group of large ants.

Although they were quite skilled, their faces paled. The giant ants, whether fearful of them or for some other reason, simply surrounded them. However, more and more giant ants emerged from the miasma, at a glance, tens of thousands.

"It seems that you haven't made any progress in the ten years since I left. Do you miss me?" Chen Qiye's voice was like a huge bell, echoing slowly above the chaotic and noisy encirclement. It was a bit teasing, but also full of confidence.

Everyone was startled when they heard the voice, and hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound. They saw Chen Qiye, dressed in a black robe, appear in mid-air. His silver hair, as white as frosty snow, was flying freely in the miasma, and his whole body exuded the powerful aura unique to the Taiqing Realm. Lu Xueqi was standing beside him with a stern expression, and the Tianya Sword was flickering.

Zhang Xiaofan was the first to react, his eyes filled with surprise and excitement, and he shouted, "Brother Qiye, it really is you! You're finally back!"

Lin Jingyu's lips curled up slightly, his eyes filled with joy. "Qiye, we haven't seen each other for ten years. You've kept us waiting for so long."

Zeng Shushu's face was filled with excitement. He took a few steps forward and looked Chen Qiye up and down. "Qiye, you've been gone for ten years. We've been missing you for a long time."

Dharmadhatu clasped his hands together, a gentle smile on his face. "Amitabha, it is a blessing for us that Benefactor Chen has returned. I often think of the days when we fought demons and monsters together."

Although Li Xun didn't say anything, a barely perceptible touch of emotion flashed across his eyes, and he nodded slightly in greeting.

But when they saw the Ghost King Sect's clothes on Chen Qiye, they were slightly stunned.

Facing the complicated gazes of the crowd, Chen Qiye simply smiled calmly, looked in one direction, and said, "Mr. Du, do you want to remove these giant ants yourself, or do you want me to kill them all?"

As Chen Qiye's voice fell, a figure slowly emerged from the miasma of the Death Swamp. It was none other than Qin Wuyan. He gently waved his folding fan, his face still adorned with a half-smile, but a hint of surprise flickered in his eyes.

"Mr. Ghost, oh no, I should call you Chen Qiye now. I didn't expect that Ji Zai is you. I'm really impressed by you." Qin Wuyan said slowly, his voice echoing in this miasma-filled space.

When everyone heard that Chen Qiye was Ji Zai, they stood there in shock and disbelief. Zhang Xiaofan opened his mouth, but for a long moment, no words came out. His mind kept flashing back to his memories of his time with Chen Qiye, and the rumors about Ji Zai in the Demon Cult over the years. He felt a mixture of emotions.

Lin Jingyu's brows were furrowed, his gaze fixed on Chen Qiye, as if he was trying to find the shadow of the brother he once fought alongside. "Qiye, how could you... be Ji Zai? What on earth is going on?"

Zeng Shushu scratched his head, his face full of confusion as he asked, "Qi Ye, how did you become the deputy leader of the Ghost King Sect after disappearing for ten years? You've changed so much that we almost didn't recognize you."

The Dharmadhatu clasped his hands together, lowered his brows and gaze, and chanted a Buddhist name, "Donor Chen, you have such a deep connection with this demonic cult. How will you deal with it in the future?"

Li Xun's face was gloomy, he snorted coldly, his eyes full of anger and disdain, the magic weapon in his hand trembled slightly, as if ready to attack at any time.

(End of this chapter)