The Seven Princesses' Journey Across Time

After Mo Luyi finished speaking, she grabbed Zhao Yuzhen's hand without further ado and turned to leave. Before leaving, she deliberately turned her head to glance at Xiao Yu, her beautiful eyes flashing with a hint of warning. She said softly, "You'd better explain your thoughts and intentions to your adoptive father, or your Xiao family's throne will be left without an heir in the future!" With that, the two of them vanished in a flash, like two streams of light, as if they had never been there.

Only after Mo Luyi and Zhao Yuzhen had completely left did Xiao Yu finally come to his senses. He tapped the ground with his toes and leaped to Luo Qingyang's side as lightly as a bird, landing steadily on the ground.

After he stood firm, he stared straight at the mighty martial arts master before him, his face filled with confusion as he asked, "Foster father, I really don't understand why you've come this time? Are you here to kill Xiao Chuhe and Xiao Chong in addition to my mother? But didn't we agree to come here to take my mother away? Why did you cause such a big fuss..."

However, Luo Qingyang was currently simmering with a nameless rage. He had already been met with disapproval from Lei Wujie and Mo Luyi, leaving him feeling incredibly down, and now this clueless brat actually dared to keep nagging at him, truly irritating him to the core.

So, he suddenly raised his eyes, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, staring at Xiao Yu coldly, and at the same time releasing his extremely powerful pressure without reservation.

In an instant, a terrifying pressure like a tidal wave swept towards Xiao Yu. Faced with this sudden and astonishing momentum, Xiao Yu felt that breathing became difficult, and his chest felt as if it had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, which was extremely uncomfortable.

His face turned pale instantly, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and he subconsciously closed his mouth tightly, not daring to make a sound. But his eyes were still full of doubt as he looked at Luo Qingyang, as if he wanted to see some reason from his face.

Seeing this, Luo Qingyang snorted coldly and asked in a cold tone: "Now, can you shut up?" Upon hearing this, Xiao Yu nodded hurriedly, not daring to breathe.

It was not until this time that Luo Qingyang slowly restrained some of his aura, but the invisible sense of oppression just now seemed to still linger around him, making people feel awe.

Then, Luo Qingyang slowly readjusted his mood and said slowly: "You really don't need me to help you eliminate Xiao Chuhe and Xiao Chong? So you have given up fighting for the supreme throne?" When he said this, his eyes never left Xiao Yu, as if he wanted to see through the other's expression to see his true thoughts.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yu's face revealed a relieved smile. "Looking back on the past, the reason I acted this way was simply to gain more attention and love from my father and mother. I naively believed that if I ever ascended the throne, there would no longer be Xiao Chuhe, who was superior to me in every way, nor would there be Xiao Chong, who handled things far more prudently than I. However, since I have devoted myself to cultivation with my master and uncle, I have actually learned from them what true freedom and ease is!"

Luo Qingyang felt much happier seeing him like this. Xiao Yu looked somewhat similar to his junior sister.

Xiao Yu: "It turns out that there's no need to overly care about the gazes and judgments of others. Just live your life to the fullest. If I truly sat on that supreme throne, I'm afraid I'd be a slave to power for the rest of my life, bound by endless power struggles, and never again find inner peace and freedom."

Luo Qingyang looked at Xiao Yu in front of him and slowly said, "As long as you can think it through, it will be fine. But you should know that this opportunity only comes once. After this, we will not return to Tianqi City."

Xiao Yu nodded firmly and replied, "Foster father, I have thought it through very clearly. I returned this time simply to see him one last time, and also to solemnly entrust my mother to you. From today on, I will wholeheartedly follow my master and uncle and practice Taoism with all my heart, without any distractions. So, foster father, you do not have to harm anyone's life because of me. For so many years, you have endured so much pressure and hardship alone, which is really not easy. I hope that you and my mother can live a safe, smooth, and happy life for the rest of your lives. If you really need anything in the future, just send someone to send me a letter."

After hearing Xiao Yu's heartfelt words, Luo Qingyang couldn't help but nod slightly in agreement. His usually stern eyes now revealed a rare hint of relief. He said softly, "It's great that you're so clear-headed!"

Xiao Yu: "Then godfather, let's go!"

Luo Qingyang: "I said that I would ask Jian Tianqi for three days, and that's three days. Although I don't have to kill anyone, I can't break my promise to ask for the sword, so you go, I will leave when the time is up."

Seeing this, Xiao Yu didn't say much. After all, his adoptive father was a sword immortal and he should keep his word. So he bowed to Luo Qingyang and left.

The problem was solved on their side, but Xiao Se and the others were still worried. After discussing for a while, they came to Prince Bai's Mansion to learn from Wushuang, after all, Wushuang had just fought with Luo Qingyang.

At this time, Wushuang had just been diagnosed by Xie Xuan and was found to be fine. As soon as he was put down, he saw Xiao Se and Lei Wujie coming.

As soon as Lei Wujie saw the two of them after entering the room, he quickly called out, "Mr. Xie Xuan, Xiao Wushuang."

He walked to Wushuang's side, put down the supplements he brought, then sat down and pointed at the supplements and said, "Little Wushuang, these are the best supplements I brought from Xiao Se's pharmacy. You know, he's a very stingy person. It's not easy for him to get these."

Xiao Se squinted at Lei Wujie, who was ruining his reputation. He lowered his head to look at the teacup beside him and said, "You're here to seek advice. Stop talking nonsense and ask directly."

Wushuang: "Are you asking about Luo Qingyang's sword?"

Lei Wujie: "Hehe, yes, it's true. Knowing yourself and your enemy ensures victory in every battle. You said that I can't possibly be better than him in swordsmanship now, but if I can find the weaknesses in his swordsmanship, I can use them to strike a surprise attack and defeat the enemy in one move."

Wushuang thought about it and said, "Okay, ask."

Lei Wujie quickly sat down and asked, "Then let me ask you, where did his last sword strike come from?"