Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

"Do not speak as though you weren't forewarned!"

Xiao Yi's voice echoed across the entire main city's skies, resoundingly penetrating into the depths of everyone's soul.

Outside the vast Lord's Mansion, on the wide streets, there were heaps of corpses.

Piled up into mountains.

Among the mountainous piles of skeletons, a terrifying Evil Qi congealed, causing the temperature throughout the entire main city to drop significantly. A million-strong army, including over a thousand warriors from the Nirvana Realm, all perished under Xiao Yi's sword, with not a single survivor.

Such a scene...

Had already been branded into the soul of every survivor.

That figure standing aloft in the air, clutching a longsword with wild black hair dancing about, would be indelibly etched in the hearts of generations to come from the Sword King Province.

As long as Xiao Yi was still around,

There would definitely be no one in the Sword King Province with any heart of rebellion.

Inside the Lord's Mansion.

Tong Zhan clenched his fists, the joints cracking; his eyes blazed with intensity, fixating on Xiao Yi's silhouette.

A man should commit murder.

To kill one is to be a thief, to slaughter thousands is to be a hero!

To slaughter nine million, that is the hero among heroes!

Xiao Yi's words echoed in his mind, deafening. Each word felt as though it were carved into their hearts with the sharpest chisel. After a long exhalation, Tong Zhan's eyes shone brilliantly as he whispered to himself, "This is the path I must take. Only by possessing absolute strength can I protect everything I hold dear!"

Swish!

Xiao Yi's figure flickered and landed beside him.

Calmly watching the Tong Zhan in front of him.

Xiao Yi was attracted by his unmistakably determined gaze, a faint smile on his lips, "Having witnessed this battle, do you have any thoughts?"

"I do!"

Tong Zhan nodded solemnly, a wave of excitement crossing his face, and he knelt before Xiao Yi with a plop, loudly saying, "Disciple Tong Zhan, hopes that Xiao Zhenguo would take me as his apprentice!"

With that,

Tong Zhan attempted to kowtow, but he was hindered by an invisible force.

Making it impossible for him to complete the act of kowtowing.

Xiao Yi indifferently said, "Why do you want to take me as your master?"

"I want to become strong!"

Tong Zhan said earnestly, pausing after each word, "Only by becoming as powerful as you can I control my own destiny, can I protect the ones I cherish. Otherwise, I would merely be a plaything in others' hands, to be toyed with... I want to become as strong as you!"

Xiao Yi squinted and surveyed Tong Zhan up and down, still with a look of calm.

Tong Zhan's talent was only considered average.

The only thing that Xiao Yi valued in him was his courage and determination.

A mere Physical Body Realm...

Faced with people like the Sword Rain King, he still had the courage to stand out and protect his little sister.

This courage and sense of responsibility were what most people lacked.

When he was slaughtering the burly man and his group,

He didn't hesitate or waver.

His heart was resolute, and the sword in his hand was incomparably sharp!

"It's not so easy to take me as your master... Three months from now, I will openly recruit disciples at the Xiaoshanhe Institute. I will give you a sword, and a scroll of sword techniques. You must rely on your own abilities to hurry back to the imperial capital from here and attend the Xiaoshanhe Institute assessment in three months. As long as you pass the assessment, I will take you as my disciple."

Xiao Yi looked at the eager Tong Zhan and continued, "However, I have to warn you, the journey from here to the imperial capital is not short, and you'll have to cross the Northern Ice Plains on the way, which is fraught with peril. Of course, if you doubt your abilities, you can choose to travel back to the imperial capital with the others. Out of consideration that we come from the same homeland, I can arrange for you to join the Xiaoshanhe Institute. Which do you choose?"

For a moment,

Tong Zhan fell silent.

He was just at the Physical Body Realm, and not to mention the numerous dangers along the way, it was questionable if he could even reach the imperial capital on foot in three months.

Choosing the first option could very likely lead to death on the way.

But choosing the second one...

Although there would be no danger, and it also meant joining the Xiaoshanhe Institute.

But joining the Xiaoshanhe Institute and becoming Xiao Yi's disciple were two different things!

After hesitating for a moment.

Tong Zhan looked up seriously at Xiao Yi and asked in a deep voice, "Lord Zhenguo, if I die on the way, could you take care of Tong Yao for me?"

"Brother..."

Tong Yao's complexion changed, and she called out anxiously.

Tong Zhan shook his head at her and stared earnestly at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, his lips curling slightly upwards, and nodded, "Yes!"

Whew!

Tong Zhan let out a long breath of turbid air and spoke solemnly, "Lord Zhenguo, please bestow a sword upon me!"

He had chosen the first path!

A touch of gratification flashed deep in Xiao Yi's eyes. In a flick of his wrist, he handed over the longsword he had given him earlier, along with a scroll of "Thirteen Sword Techniques that Seize Life," a Dragon Source, and some silver taels, "I hope to see you at the Xiaoshanhe Institute in three months!"

"I will not disappoint you!"

Tong Zhan gathered the items, slung the longsword on his back, took another deep breath of turbid air, and walked to Tong Yao. He ruffled her hair and smiled, "Tong Yao, from now on you must listen to Lord Zhenguo, obediently go back to the Xiaoshanhe Institute with them. Within three months, your brother will definitely come to the Institute to find you!"

"Brother, I, I want to stay with you..." Tong Yao said in a crisp voice.

Her eyes were red.

She was well aware of the dangers of this journey.

This parting might very well be forever!

Tong Zhan shook his head, gently patted her head, his eyes resolute, "Be a good girl, wait for your brother at the Xiaoshanhe Institute!"

As soon as he spoke.

Tong Zhan gave Xiao Yi a fist salute to bid farewell, shouldered the longsword, and disappeared from sight.

Xiao Yi watched his departing figure.

With a wave of his hand.

He picked up Tong Yao and the others, flew to the Cloud Dream Temple, and headed towards the Xiaoshanhe Institute.

No one noticed.

In the instant the Cloud Dream Temple tore through the sky and left, a figure quietly departed from the Cloud Dream Temple, following behind Tong Zhan.

Xiao Yi was completely unaware at this moment...

That his actions today would, in the not too distant future, create a giant of swordsmanship that would shake the entire Qingtian Realm.

Calm...

Xiao Yi was unaware of all this.

At this moment.

He was aboard the Cloud Dream Temple, comprehending the numerous cultivation techniques and secret tomes he had acquired from Zhao Wuji.

The inheritance from Zhao Wuji he gained on the second layer of the Eternal Tomb was several times more substantial than what he had obtained on the first layer. Just the martial skills alone had exceeded ten thousand types, among which were some world-renowned secret techniques that had been lost for many years. Xiao Yi's overall combat strength had received an exponential increase.

"Worthy of being the Martial God..."

This was the exclamation Xiao Yi made after grasping the many inheritances of Zhao Wuji.

And while he was comprehending.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Yi...

Finally arrived back at the Daqian Dynasty's imperial capital aboard the Cloud Dream Temple, landing within the Xiaoshanhe Institute. However, when Xiao Yi landed in the Xiaoshanhe Institute and his Spiritual Sense swept over the entire place, the view inside caused his expression to slightly change, and a hint of coldness appeared on his face, "Are these fellows seeking death?"