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Chapter 220: Dragon and Phoenix among men

"It's good to be young; you recovered so quickly."

Seeing Yun Fuzhao so lively and energetic, Shen Qiaowen couldn't help but sigh.

Yun Fuzhao chuckled, "He's quite resilient."

After she started cultivating immortality, her physical fitness improved significantly. Her back no longer ached, her legs no longer hurt, and she had more energy to climb stairs.

Back then, she was a fragile college student who would get dizzy and lightheaded if she stood up after squatting for a long time.

With the generous rewards of cultivation from powerful figures in the Ghost Realm, her cultivation level rose by a small realm, and she is now at the late stage of the Integration Realm.

Originally, Yun Fuzhao didn't particularly yearn for becoming an immortal, but after experiencing the Ghost Realm, she realized that the saying "if you fall behind, you will be beaten" holds true in any situation.

“This trip to the Ghost Realm wasn’t a complete loss,” Shen Qiaowen said. “Jiaoyu fought with the Ghost Lord and injured many disciples of the Xuantian Sect. The cultivation world is talking about this, and there’s been much less discussion about the Demon Realm.”

Yun Fuzhao's eyes lit up. "There's such a thing?"

She hadn't stopped talking since she woke up, and hadn't had time to pay attention to this matter.

"Yes, we have to thank the Xuantian Sect for drawing their fire."

Yun Fuzhao was thrilled, thinking she had suffered a huge loss, losing both her wife and her army. Unexpectedly, she had achieved her initial goal by sheer luck.

"Senior Shen, regarding the sword, is it all finished being forged?"

"That must be true."

Shen Qiaowen's brows relaxed, and she said mysteriously, "You'll be very surprised when you see it."

Yun Fuzhao followed her to the weapon-refining room, where she had specially set up a large room for her disciples to forge magical artifacts.

"metropolitan."

"metropolitan!"

The disciples saw her and greeted her warmly.

"Sect Master, come and see the sword I've forged!" A disciple raised his arm and called her over.

Yun Fuzhao walked over, and the disciple presented the precious sword as if it were a treasure.

Upon seeing its appearance, Yun Fuzhao gasped in shock.

The scabbard is meticulously carved from ebony, and the sword blade is straight and slender, resembling a condensed moonlight.

[Yun Family Brigade 5, Ziqian: It's a good sword.]

That's incredible! To receive a compliment from the Sword Master on his sword, this young man has potential!

Yun Fuzhao took out the longsword and examined it closely. The craftsmanship was exquisite and perfect; it was hard to believe that it had been forged by such a young boy. "What's your name?"

The disciple puffed out his chest and said, "Bu Haoyan."

Yun Fuzhao nodded, "Well done."

Shen Qiaowen smiled and said, "He has great talent."

Receiving their praise, Bu Haoyan scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "My father told me to shine here and make contributions to the sect leader."

Yun Fuzhao suddenly realized something, "Your father's name wouldn't be Bu Ma, would it?"

Bu Haoyan was startled. "How did the sect leader know?"

The elders of the Xuantian Sect actually sent their sons to their sect?

“My dad said that following you will lead to a bright future.”

Yun Fuzhao: "Your father has good judgment."

That being said, Bu Ma was quite farsighted. After all, she hadn't revealed that Shen Qiaowen was going to be the weapon refiner's instructor at the disciple selection conference. And yet, he dared to send his son there even though the Boundless Sword Sect didn't offer a weapon refiner program…

Well, I have to say, Buma is very confident in her.

"Sect Master, you can't be biased. Come and see my sword too."

"That's right, my sword is no worse than his!"

The disciples were chattering, and Yun Fuzhao agreed to each one, "Alright, I'll look at each one."

After an incense stick had burned, Yun Fuzhao finished looking at all the precious swords that his disciples had forged.

Yun Fuzhao was pleasantly surprised by the overall level of his disciples' sword practice.

The Wuyai Sword Sect has very few weapon refiners, but each one is an exceptional individual. She has truly struck gold.

Shen Qiaowen: "How is it?"

Yun Fuzhao nodded in agreement, "They are incredibly capable."

Shen Qiaowen smiled and then took out a long sword that was entirely black, with golden patterns engraved on the hilt and blade.

It is grand yet powerful.

"Your Wuji is too distinctive, which is inconvenient in the Northern Continent. Use this one for now."

Yun Fuzhao gripped the sword; it was quite heavy, but its coolness captivated her.

"Does it have a name?"

"Tai'a".

Good name. Yun Fuzhao remembered that in her world, the Tai'a sword was once the sword of Qin Shi Huang.

Yes, not bad, high-end and classy. She likes it.

Now that the swords have been forged, Yun Fuzhao plans to travel to the Northern Continent to hand them over to the disciples of the Nameless Clan.

While we're at it, let's find out Yu Che's identity.

Before leaving, Yun Fuzhao went to check on Qu Wangzhi's door as usual. More than ten days had passed, and there was still no movement inside.

I wonder if Master's meridian reconstruction is going smoothly.

However, she couldn't disturb her rashly, so after a brief visit, Yun Fuzhao set off for the Northern Continent.

Jiaoyu told her that she could take her to the Northern Continent.

Riding a dragon would be incredibly cool. It's just a pity that the northern continent she's heading to isn't a place where it's appropriate to reveal her dragon race, otherwise she would definitely put on an act.

Jiaoyu nodded, and the little dragon obediently coiled itself in her hand.

One of the biggest advantages of his transformation was that Yun Fuzhao could let him find food on his own, and he no longer had to go through the trouble of searching for beast cores.

Yun Fuzhao stepped onto Tai'a and headed straight for the Northern Continent.

The Northern Continent, the Yu Family.

"You mean, I have an older sister?"

Yu Muqing stood up and scrutinized the man in front of her. He was dressed in a black robe and wore a silver mask. He didn't look like a good person at all.

Do you know what the consequences will be for spouting nonsense in the Yu family?

The man slowly put down his teacup. "Miss Yu, don't be in a hurry. If you don't believe me, you can ask your parents."

Seeing the certainty in his tone, Yu Muqing couldn't help but feel suspicious. She had never heard her parents mention any older sister, but...

After a moment's thought, she said to the servant beside her, "Go and invite my parents here."

"Yes."

Soon, Mr. and Mrs. Yu came over.

"What's wrong? Why did you rush to see us?"

"Father," Yu Muqing looked at him, "I have an older sister?"

Yu's father's expression changed slightly.

Yu's mother's face also turned pale. "How did you find out about this?"

Judging from their expressions, Yu Muqing knew that it was almost certainly true.

Why did you never tell me this?

Mr. Yu looked at Mrs. Yu and said, "Take Madam away to rest."

"Yes, master."

Only after she left did Mr. Yu speak: "Your sister disappeared when she was very young. No one in our Yu family could find her. Your mother cries every day, and I don't want to talk about it because I'm afraid it will upset her."

So many years have passed, I'm afraid she's long since…

Yu's father sighed. The unspoken message was clear.

The man in black robes sitting to the side spoke up: "Sir, your daughter is still alive."

Only then did Mr. Yu notice that there was another person present. "What do you mean?"

"She is currently in the Southern Continent."