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His face was a little pale, but his eyes were sharper and brighter than when he left.

Wang Quan Baiye strode up to Zhang Sanfeng and bowed respectfully: "Master, I'm back."

Zhang Sanfeng's attention was immediately attracted by the two swords in his hands - the Qingming Ancient Sword and the Wangquan Sword!

"You... took back the Sword of Kingship!" Zhang Sanfeng's voice was filled with shock that was hard to conceal.

Although he had imagined this possibility, seeing it with his own eyes still shocked him.

Wang Quan Baiye smiled modestly. "Master, you think too highly of me! I lost the duel with Emperor Wu, but he didn't leave Qingming or Wang Quan behind; he took them both with him."

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, a look of realization flashed in his eyes.

Indeed, it makes sense. If Wang Xianzhi left the Qingming Sword behind, Zhang Fuyao would definitely go there in person to ask for it.

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!" Zhang Sanfeng said with relief, looking at Wang Quan Baiye carefully.

He keenly sensed that some kind of transformation had taken place in this disciple—that pure and resolute sword intent was the clearest evidence of the reforged swordsmanship.

Zhang Sanfeng took the Qingming Sword, and the sword trembled slightly in his hand.

He just made a hand gesture with one hand, and suddenly a force of luck invisible to the naked eye surged out of the Qingming Sword.

Only Zhang Sanfeng and Yang Jian, who have reached a certain level of cultivation, can sense this power, which flows into Zhang Fuyao's body like a trickle of water.

Zhang Fuyao's whole body trembled, and his face, which was originally slightly pale due to the borrowed luck, immediately turned rosy.

He glanced at Zhang Sanfeng, then quietly stepped aside to regulate his breathing.

"Master, I need to go back to Wang Quan's home." Wang Quan Baiye gently stroked the Wang Quan sword at his waist, with a hint of urgency in his eyes.

"This sword has been away from the Wang Quan family for many years. It is time for it to return to the Wang Quan family."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded in understanding: "Go! Remember, Wudang is your home at all times."

Wang Quan Baiye bowed deeply, then bowed to Yang Jian and Zhang Fuyao, then turned and left.

His figure quickly turned into a sword light and disappeared into the sky.

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Wang Quan’s house, the meeting hall.

A group of elders were discussing important matters when they suddenly sensed a familiar sword intent approaching.

Everyone stood up and saw a sword light falling into the courtyard, revealing the figure of Wang Quan Baiye.

"The head of the family is back!" the elder shouted excitedly.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the golden sword at Wang Quan Baiye's waist - that was the Wang Quan Sword that had been lost for many years!

"I have fulfilled my mission." Wang Quan Baiye took off the Wang Quan Sword and raised it with both hands. "Today, the Wang Quan Sword returns to the Wang Quan family!"

There was a sudden jubilation in the hall.

Several older elders even had tears in their eyes, and they walked forward tremblingly to touch the sword, as if to confirm that this was not an illusion.

"Master, how are you..." the second elder couldn't help but ask.

Wang Quan Baiye briefly described the battle in Wudi City. When everyone heard Wang Xianzhi personally admit that the sword was "the strongest sword of the Wang Quan family in the past 500 years", they were all shocked.

"Good! Good!" At this time, Butler Fei's beard was shaking with excitement.

"There is hope for the revival of my Wang Quan family!"

Wang Quan Baiye looked around at everyone and said in a deep voice, "From today on, my Wang Quan family will work hard to restore its former glory. Do the elders have any objections?"

"We will follow the orders of the head of the family!" the elders responded in unison.

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At this moment, in the backyard of Wang Quan's house.

Dongfang Huaizhu was dressed in green clothes with only a white jade hairpin in her hair, as plain as green bamboo after rain.

She stood there quietly with a faint smile on her lips.

"Huaizhu..." Back in the courtyard, Wang Quan Baiye took two steps forward and hugged the other person in his arms.

He could feel her slender body trembling slightly, just like on their wedding night when her fingers were shaking with nervousness.

"I'm glad you're back." Dongfang Huaizhu's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, but it made Wang Quan Baiye's heart warm.

As night falls, the lights in Wang Quan's house light up one after another.

After dinner, Wang Quan Baiye and Dongfang Huaizhu went to the observatory on the back mountain hand in hand.

This is where the couple likes to be alone most.

The night wind was slightly chilly, and Dongfang Huaizhu tightened his cloak.

Upon seeing this, Wang Quan Baiye immediately took off his robe and put it on her shoulders.

"I'm not cold." Dongfang Huaizhu said softly, but still wrapped himself tightly in the robe that carried the other person's body temperature.

Wang Quan Baiye looked up at the starry sky and suddenly pointed at an exceptionally bright star on the horizon and said, "Huaizhu, look, that star is so bright, doesn't it look like you!"

Dongfang Huaizhu looked in the direction his finger was pointing, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose.

Dongfang Huaizhu could feel that her husband had become a completely different person since he returned from Wudi City.

In the past, he only had cultivation and the King's Sword in his eyes, but now he has learned to stop and appreciate the beauty of the starry sky.

"Baiye, I have something I want to discuss with you." Dongfang Huaizhu suddenly said seriously.

Wang Quan Baiye turned his head and saw his wife's face looked particularly serious in the moonlight.

He nodded. "You say."

Dongfang Huaizhu took a deep breath and revealed the secret he had been hiding in his heart: "Our Dongfang clan has a secret technique that allows a woman to pass on her life's cultivation to her unborn child through her blood."

Wang Quan Baiye's pupils shrank slightly, obviously shocked by this shocking news: "You mean..."

"That's right." Dongfang Huaizhu's eyes flashed with determination.

"With the combined talents of you, me, Wang Quan, and the Eastern Dao League, our child's future achievements will surely surpass ours! And I need to learn everything before he's born—including the Wang Quan family's swordsmanship."

Chapter 223: Enlightenment of the King's Sword!

The night wind suddenly became fierce, making the two men's robes rustle.

"Haven't you and the Masked Group been outside the circle?" Dongfang Huaizhu asked softly, "Do you think the Dao League can fight against those outside the circle with its current strength?"

This question was like a heavy hammer, hitting Wang Quanheye's heart hard.

Wang Quan Baiye was silent for a long time, and the terrifying existences outside the circle flashed through his mind - those monsters that could destroy the entire Taoist Alliance at will.

"No." Wang Quanbaiye's voice was so hoarse it didn't sound like his own. "The current Dao Alliance is vulnerable to creatures outside the circle."

Even his kingship and hegemony had lost confidence when facing those outside the circle.

Only by facing such an existence in person can you know how terrifying it is!

Dongfang Huaizhu held her husband's trembling hand and said, "So we need someone who can lead the royal power and the Dao Alliance to survive forever."

Wang Quan Baiye grasped his wife's hand tightly, as if grasping a lifeline. "I understand. I'll convene the elders meeting tomorrow."

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The next morning, the atmosphere in Wang Quan's meeting hall was solemn.

Twelve white-haired elders stood on both sides, with the top seat left vacant, waiting for the arrival of the head of the family.

"I heard that the patriarch summoned us this time because of that woman from the Dongfang family?" the third elder asked in a low voice.

"Hmph, a woman from another family is worthy of participating in the core affairs of my Wang Quan family?" The fifth elder snorted coldly.

Discussions rose and fell in the meeting hall until the door was pushed open and Wang Quan Baiye and Dongfang Huaizhu walked in together. The hall suddenly became quiet.

Wang Quan Baiye glanced around, his gaze piercing. "Elders, we have gathered you today because of a matter of vital importance to the future of the Wang Quan family."

He briefly stated Dongfang Huaizhu's plan, and the meeting hall immediately exploded.

"Ridiculous!" The Great Elder slammed the table and stood up, his white beard trembling. "My Wangquan Sword Technique is a family secret. How can I teach it to someone outside my family?"

"That's right!" the Sixth Elder echoed. "Who knows if this is a conspiracy by the Dongfang family? They want to steal the unique skills of my Wang Quan family!"

Dongfang Huaizhu stood there with a calm expression, but Wang Quan Baiye could see that her knuckles had turned white from her clenched knuckles.

"Everyone!" Wang Quan Baiye shouted loudly, and the conference hall suddenly became quiet.

"Huaizhu is my wife, the future mistress of the Wang Quan family! The child she will carry is the blood of my Wang Quan family, so how can she be an outsider?"

"Even so," the second elder said slowly, stroking his beard.

"Now that Miss Dongfang has married into our Wang family, she should be content to be a good wife and mother. How can she dream of learning our clan's supreme swordsmanship?"

Dongfang Huaizhu finally spoke, his voice clear but firm: "Elders, I am not coveting the power of the Royal Sword Technique. However, if I want my child to inherit the power of our two families, I must first master its essence so that the key will not be lost during the inheritance."

"That's a nice thing to say!" The Fifth Elder sneered, "Who knows if you are..."

"Enough!" Wang Quan Baiye suddenly drew out the Wang Quan Sword. The sword light was like snow, illuminating the entire meeting hall in a pale white.

"Huaizhu is my wife. To insult her is to insult me ​​as the head of the family!"

The elders were shocked by this sudden power and were silent for a moment.

Wang Quan Baiye took a deep breath and suppressed his anger: "Have you ever thought that the Wang Quan family is no longer the only one in the world!

Ever since the Sword God was born, and now the Martial Emperor, each of them has been invincible in the world!

"If the Wang Quan family wants to rise to prominence, if they want to maintain their position as the number one family in the Dao League, they must make changes!

If anyone wants to stop me, I don't mind repeating the same thing my father did when he drove Jianzhong out of the Wangquan family with just one sword!"

He looked around and saw no one answered, so he continued, "So who's in favor, who's against!"

The Great Elder was silent for a long time before finally speaking: "The Patriarch is absolutely right! If this jeopardizes the future of the Wang Quan Family, we will be held responsible for our own deaths!"

But the clan rules cannot be abolished. Why don't we both take a step back? Madam only has one chance. How much she can learn from it depends entirely on fate!

This is already a compromise.

Wang Quan Baiye looked at his wife, and Dongfang Huaizhu nodded slightly.

"Okay, that's settled."

After saying that, Wang Quan Baiye handed the Wang Quan Sword in his hand to Dongfang Huaizhu.

To be honest, he was also a little looking forward to seeing how much Dongfang Huaizhu could understand from the Sword of Royal Power!

Dongfang Huaizhu stood in the center in a green robe, taking over the legendary sword of kingship.

Twelve white-haired elders sat in a circle around her, staring intently at the woman in the center of the field.

"Let's begin." The Great Elder said in a deep voice, his eyes flashing with scrutiny under his white eyebrows.

Dongfang Huaizhu took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Her slender fingers gently stroked the sword, and the Dongfang family's inner divine fire quietly circulated in her body.

This is a unique practice that uses the mind as fire to refine the essence of all things.

At this moment, she wanted to use this inner divine fire to feel every inch of the texture and every sword mark of the Royal Sword.

Wang Quan Baiye stood on the sidelines, his hands unconsciously clenched.

He knew that his wife was gifted, but the Sword of Kingship was the family treasure after all. In the past five hundred years, no one from another family had been able to understand its secrets.

Suddenly, the Wangquan Sword in Dongfang Huaizhu's hand trembled slightly, making a clear sword sound.

The sound was like the cry of a phoenix in the sky, echoing throughout the entire hall.

A red mark appeared between her eyebrows, which was the manifestation of the Dongfang family's divine fire being stimulated to the extreme.

"This..." The Third Elder stood up suddenly, his eyes wide open, "She actually touched the King's Sword!"

In the field, Dongfang Huaizhu's figure began to move with some mysterious rhythm.

Her movements were slow at first, like a child who was just learning kendo, but every move was extremely precise, and they were the basic moves of the Royal Sword Technique.

"Brilliant!" the Sixth Elder clapped his hands in amazement. "She can actually infer sword moves from sword intent!"

Wang Quan Baiye was also stunned.