The voice was calm, but there was no response for a long time.

So the Daoist calmly raised his hand, forming a Dao seal. His expression was indifferent, and his temperament was deep and hollow, like an existence without beginning or end. Then, he slowly dissipated. In a trance, he resembled the Jade Purity Primordial Celestial Venerable, who was enshrined in the center of Daoist temples in the human world, profound and mysterious. Even after leaving, that deep aura lingered endlessly.

It was as if there was still a statue of the Primordial Celestial Venerable there!

That was an incomparably strong will!

It was the immortal imprint of a Daoist!

It was the composure of one who believed in his own Dao.

It seemed as if turbid qi gathered and transformed into an invisible and intangible, yet truly existing, statue of the Primordial Celestial Venerable.

The aura lingered, suppressing the turbid world.

It caused countless gods and demons to feel an uncontrollable sense of oppression and fear.

Then,

An extremely loud sound of something cutting through the air, the wielding of a massive weapon, left a huge, dark, and heavy afterimage in the perception of everyone's souls. This imprinted afterimage slowly dissipated after a long time. It was the Fangtian Huaji (halberd), wielded by the undefeated ghost god of the battlefield, directly and fiercely shattering the Dao imprint of the Primordial Celestial Venerable.

Boom!

The Fangtian Huaji slammed heavily onto the ground.

This demon god weapon, personally forged by the Turbid World Great Lord, was incredibly heavy. It caused huge, almost unstoppable, spreading cracks to appear on the spiritual material of the Turbid World Palace's floor. Qi waves surged, and a palpable sense of spatial distortion spread in all directions, causing the gods and demons to uncontrollably stumble back.

In an instant, only Lu Bu Fengxian and the Turbid World Great Lord remained.

Between them was a severed arm and that famed sword.

Lu Bu's eyes fell on the Chang'an Sword that the Daoist had deliberately left behind, on the divine weapon that had broken the Great Lord's defenses twice. His right hand gripped the Fangtian Huaji.

He bowed and said, "Great Lord, your subordinate failed to provide adequate protection. Please forgive me!"

The Turbid World Great Lord's expression was indifferent, seemingly unmoved by the fact that he had lost an arm in the confrontation with the Primordial Celestial Venerable's incarnation, even though he had technically won. He simply sensed the Daoist's great change from before, which seemed to be more than just an increase in power. He said calmly, "It is unnecessary. This time, you were the most valiant."

"You deserve a reward."

"What do you desire?"

Lu Bu paused slightly and said, "This subordinate..."

"Wants this sword!"

His gaze was fervent.

The Turbid World Great Lord said slowly, "Although this sword is powerful, you must think carefully. Gripping this sword is equivalent to establishing a causal connection with..." He had originally wanted to say the four words "Primordial Celestial Venerable," but he paused, not uttering those words, and not even allowing that figure to appear in his mind.

He simply said calmly, "It will create a causal connection with Him."

"Be careful of attracting pursuit."

"This subordinate is not afraid!"

Lu Bu Fengxian replied.

The Turbid World Great Lord nodded slightly, but then slightly narrowed his eyes, thinking of the Turbid World Foundation's previous advice, which said that he should not trust Lu Bu Fengxian too much. The wound inflicted by this sword still had a piercing pain that seemed to penetrate the soul.

'This sword must not fall into the hands of someone with divided loyalties...'

'Lu Bu Fengxian...'

The Turbid World Great Lord lowered his eyes and gazed at this fierce general whom he had personally cultivated.

Even though he stood with his head lowered, the terrifying suppressed aura still could not be underestimated.

Clad in beast-faced, gold-linked armor, with a girdle of ornate lion designs, a purple-gold crown binding his hair, and wielding a Fangtian Huaji as thick as an ordinary man's arm, the undefeated god of war from the early Three Kingdoms period of the human world, a ghost god who roared and charged across the battlefield, seemed more like he was from the turbid world than a strongman of the turbid world.

The Turbid World Great Lord recalled the past.

Just now, it seemed that this person had struck that Dao fruit toward the Chang'an Sword.

Moreover, although he had killed Da Yi before, he had not taken it any further. It could be said that this was because he himself had been injured after fighting Da Yi. Faced with Bai Ze's presence, he chose to retreat, both preserving his strength and displaying the might of the turbid world.

But it could also be understood as...

Lu Bu Fengxian was letting an old friend off the hook.

The Turbid World Great Lord calmed down.

It also seemed that the piercing pain from that sword had gradually awakened the Turbid World Great Lord, who was usually self-centered and arrogant.

If Lu Bu Fengxian really had a treacherous heart?

What should he do?

As the Turbid World Great Lord's thoughts moved, countless laws flowed and changed, converging in his hand.

Just as Wei Yuan had guessed, the Great Lords of the turbid world could directly use various types of variant laws. His eyes became deep and mysterious in an instant, as if penetrating people's hearts. He slowly said, "Then, one question, Lu Bu Fengxian..."

The Great Lord's fingers spread slightly.

The Chang'an Sword hummed softly and flew into his palm.

Even a divine weapon with a Dao fruit-level status was now entangled by countless turbid world qi.

It could only hum and tremble, unable to break free.

The Turbid World Great Lord lowered his eyes and looked at Lu Bu Fengxian, "Then, do you have any thoughts of betrayal?"

Lu Bu raised his eyes and removed his helmet.

The dark and soft hair that the people of Bingzhou's border region usually had fell down.

The border war god of the Great Han, Lu Bu was there, and the Xiongnu would not enter Bingzhou for a day.

The second generation Flying General of the Great Han!

Oh, Marquis Wen of the Great Han, do you have thoughts of betrayal?

That unyielding fire phoenix who had once galloped across the battlefield but was bound by the aristocratic families revealed a brilliant smile, and answered thus: "I have absolutely no thoughts of betrayal!"

The Turbid World Great Lord was stunned.

This was genuine.

His expression unconsciously softened, and then he asked, "Then, how will you use this sword?"

"Holding the Fangtian Huaji, you are already unparalleled in combat strength...even far stronger than you were in the past."

Lu Bu lowered his eyes and answered decisively, without hesitation:

"This sword, I will wield for the sake of the respectable and beloved, great Great Lord!"

These words came from the bottom of his heart!

Even the laws could fully inform the Turbid World Great Lord that these words were more sincere, more pure, and more genuine than anyone else's, even more than the words of obedience and loyalty from the Turbid World Great Lord, from Tianji, and from the Water God and Thunder God!

They were so sincere that even the laws could not detect the slightest problem.

It was as if they were a vow from the deepest part of the soul and true spirit.

The Turbid World Great Lord's expression softened.

Looking at Lu Bu Fengxian, who was bowing before him, and even his words and posture were resolute, he even felt a trace of guilt in his heart, feeling that he should not have questioned such a loyal person. He nodded slightly, and the dark qi entwined on the Chang'an Sword in his hand transformed into a scabbard, concealing all of the sharpness and edge within.

Then, he handed the sword over.

"Since that is the case."

"This sword, I bestow upon you!"

Lu Bu Fengxian responded in a deep voice, reached out with both hands, took the Chang'an Sword, and then took two steps back.

Suddenly, after releasing the sword, the Great Lord's hand landed directly on Lu Bu Fengxian's shoulder.

That kind of hand that was invincible in the turbid world, even in this era, with all the experts from both the Clear and Turbid Worlds gathered, was undeniably in the top three, pressed on Lu Fengxian's shoulder, causing Lu Fengxian's heart to sink slightly. Without actually fighting, as a war general and ghost god who had swept across the battlefield, Lu Fengxian knew almost immediately that he was definitely not his opponent.

Had he been exposed?

Lu Bu Fengxian's body tensed slightly, but not from fear.

Instead, it was the excitement and pleasure of a sudden burst of action.

Then, the Turbid World Great Lord raised his eyes, swept over the others, and said in a calm voice, "The incarnation of the Primordial Celestial Venerable has already been slain by Us, but when facing his provocation just now, none of you had the courage to fight. Only Lu Bu Fengxian, with his extraordinary valor and unparalleled loyalty, today, We bestow upon Lu Bu Fengxian the sword of the Primordial Celestial Venerable that We seized."

His voice paused, and then he said, "And We promote him to Grand Commander of the Turbid World's army."

"And adopt him as Our son."

!!!!

Everyone was in an uproar. Lu Bu Fengxian accepted the sword with both hands.

Only the tall, taciturn Turbid World Foundation suddenly stepped forward and said, "Great Lord, this is inappropriate!"

The Turbid World Great Lord said calmly, "What is inappropriate?"

The tall man was silent and said, "The Great Lord is unparalleled in Our turbid world, the most honorable body in Our turbid world, but Lu Bu Fengxian is just a revived soul, and he is also from the Clear World, just an ordinary human. How can such a human be qualified to be your adopted son, Great Lord?!"

The Turbid World Great Lord's expression was calm, and it was obvious that he had not been persuaded.

The Turbid World Foundation was silent for a moment.

He stepped forward again and said, "Great Lord."

"Lu Bu as an adopted son is extremely inauspicious."

This time, the Turbid World Great Lord's expression changed slightly, seemingly moved by his words.

Lu Bu said slowly, "This subordinate also believes that this matter is inappropriate."

"Bu has drifted through life, fighting enemies everywhere, and has never encountered a wise lord."

"On the other hand, I have encountered many enemies, and my reputation is not good. This is how it is; this adult's worries are understandable."

"Moreover, I cannot accept a reward without merit."

"Bu was late in protecting you, and instead caused the esteemed Great Lord to be startled. Being able to receive your grace and be granted this Chang'an Sword is already a cause for fear, how can I go any further?"

The Turbid World Great Lord pondered and said slowly, "Very well."

"Then, for the time being, it will just be a provisional arrangement. If you can make a great contribution, then We will formally adopt you as Our son."

"Fengxian, do not disappoint Us."

"Yes!"

Lu Bu Fengxian rose to his feet, wore the Chang'an Sword on his side, and said:

"This subordinate wishes to go to the Clear World, to seek opportunities, in order to plot great things!"

………………………

Clear World · Heavenly Emperor Mountain.

Wei Yuan returned to Heavenly Emperor Mountain, holding his forehead.

In the confrontation just now, Wei Yuan's avatar, with about 80% of his strength, had only exchanged it for one of the Great Lord's arms.

The Great Lord's arm was ruined.

His avatar died.

From this perspective, even if his main body went there, it would most likely end up like Fuxi in those years.

Moreover, the fall of the avatar also had a huge backlash. He now felt as if his brain had been brutally hit with a chisel, and then he had eaten a table full of delicious food made by King Yu. Now his head was buzzing.

However, he had left behind a contingency when he left.

At that time, there were quite a few gods and demons who had personally observed the [Primordial Celestial Venerable].

Wei Yuan rubbed his brows and did not immediately return based on this karma.

Directly in front of the Great Lord, he performed a back-and-forth jumping act for the old iron.

I was knocked away.

Hey, I'm back again.

Swish, I'm gone again.

Just playing, just provoking, um, thinking carefully, the Great Lord might directly explode with anger.

After all, having experienced the tempering of Xing Tian and Ji Xuanyuan, Wei Yuan had basically cultivated the direct line of ancient civil officials' provocation techniques to the extreme.

He had also gained a lot of experience from the dregs snake.

This move was directly maxed out.

However, since he had sparred with the Heavenly Emperor and things had come to an end, it was time to leave.

First, he would go back to the human world, go to Tushan once, and then take Uncle Niu to see Jue...

Wei Yuan's expression softened.

He always had to let Uncle Niu see Jue. When Uncle Niu saw her, it would be like the teacher, like everyone else at that time, had seen her too.

Jue should still be in the museum.

Wei Yuan thought for a while, plucked a strand of karma, and did not go directly to the museum, but first contacted the Tushan clan, contacted Nüjiao. After a while, Wei Yuan heard a familiar, lazy, indolent voice in his ear: "Oh? Who is this... isn't this Jade Purity Celestial Venerable, Museum Director Wei?"

"What kind of wind blew you here today?"

"How did you get blown here?"

The Daoist smiled and said, "Of course, I have prepared a surprise that will move you the most in the world."

"An unparalleled trick."

"A most brilliant scare."

"More wonderful than the Tushan clan's greatest tricks, more powerful than all stories, and you have already fallen into my trap."

The Daoist's voice was gentle, and Nüjiao of the Tushan clan seemed to be amused by her younger brother's words.

She chuckled:

"Hahaha, A-Yuan, are you challenging me with the methods of our Tushan clan?"

The Daoist raised his eyebrows and said casually, "Dare not?"

Nüjiao of Tushan paused, frowned, and then narrowed her charming eyes.

Huh? Provocation?

Her younger brother had grown up and become disobedient.

What should she do?

She should discipline him!

Hmph, this time, I will definitely let you know how powerful I am!

You still want to scare me, your Tushan clan's cultivation is not enough.

So she confidently and casually agreed:

"Then let's compare."

The Daoist's eyes looked at King Yu over there, and he smiled and nodded, "Alright."

King Yu did not know why and waved to Wei Yuan with a big smile.

"Today, we will return to Tushan."

ps: Today's first update, three thousand eight hundred words...