The dazzling sword light receded, and Fu Manman regained her vision. Everywhere she looked, there were remnants of ruins, each place emanating an overwhelming pressure that was hard to withstand.

Beside her, Zhuge Hong exclaimed in surprise,

"Wow! Is this the ancient battleground of the Celestial War? Master’s wife, Master’s wife! Look at the sky, isn’t that a shadow of a sword?"

Fu Manman looked into the distance, where a cracked sword shadow hovered motionlessly in the sky,

"A mirage?"

Zhuge Hong widened her eyes, "I feel like it’s not!"

Fu Manman had heard that the young girl’s intuition was extremely accurate.

"Hey, where is the master?"

"Yeah, why isn’t he here?"

Only then did they realize that Fan Wubing was not beside them.

Fu Manman glanced around, frowning, "What’s going on? Didn’t he come in with us?" She wanted to release her spirit to search, but the intense Sword Qi suppressed her spirit, making it unable to leave the Purple Mansion.

Not only her spirit, she soon discovered that her Dao Techniques, Divine Techniques, and others were heavily suppressed as well.

But fortunately, the supreme Eternal Dao was unaffected.

At this moment, the voice of the scruffy old man suddenly sounded from behind,

"Not bad, you’ve mastered the Eternal Dao. White Jade Capital really found a treasure."

Fu Manman paused, frowning, "It’s you? Who are you!"

The scruffy old man’s eyes were exceedingly bright. He looked at Zhuge Hong and laughed,

"Why not let this little guy guess. Isn’t her intuition quite accurate?"

"How do you know!" Fu Manman looked at him warily.

She had felt that this old man was very special from the beginning, but seeing Fan Wubing showing interest in probing him, she didn’t say much.

The old man burped, "Why wouldn’t I know?"

He seemed very interested as he looked at Zhuge Hong, as if appraising some rare treasure.

Fu Manman shielded Zhuge Hong behind her,

"Where is the man who came with us!"

The old man picked his nose, "Lost someone and came asking this old man for help? Doesn’t make sense!" After picking his nose, he sniffed it, then flicked the booger onto the ground.

Fu Manman felt a bit disgusted. She, who was cautious by nature, immediately intended to crush the Passage Decree to leave this place.

But behind her, Zhuge Hong asked,

"Are you a swordsman?"

The old man smiled slightly, "Oh, not bad. Go on, go on."

Zhuge Hong propped her chin, wrinkling her nose,

"A very powerful swordsman!"

"Yes, yes, yes! What else?" The old man seemed a bit excited.

Zhuge Hong held her head, "No, no, my brain’s going to break!"

The old man anticipated this and laughed, "No rush, calm down, take it slow. Try imagining yourself on a lonely boat, staying still on a calm and waveless sea. In the distance is a fiery sunset, with the sky half dyed in layers of twilight, and a solitary sail faintly approaching you along the horizon."

His voice was calm and soothing.

Zhuge Hong felt as if she truly went to the scene he described. Her breathing became very steady, as if she had fallen asleep.

After a while, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at the old man in confusion,

"Why?"

She didn’t even know what she was asking.

The old man asked with a smile, "Have you found the answer?"

Zhuge Hong pondered for a moment, "You are... Li Yuan?"

The old man nodded with satisfaction.

Fu Manman exclaimed, "Is it the Great Sword Immortal Li Yuan!"

Li Yuan’s gaze was distant, "No one has called me that for a long time."

"But... I don’t understand, what is the senior doing?" Fu Manman felt even more puzzled by his previous behavior, "A dignified Great Sword Immortal, dressing like a beggar, acting foolishly?"

Li Yuan was indifferent, "People like to put themselves in a shell. Why can’t I just be like this without playing a role or pretending?"

Fu Manman had no words.

Zhuge Hong couldn’t help but ask, "Why can you guide my intuition?"

Li Yuan shook his head, "That’s not intuition at all."

"If it’s not intuition, what is it!" Zhuge Hong was a bit angry.

Fu Manman found her reaction somewhat strange.

Li Yuan said, "I don’t know who you were in your previous life. But I’m sure, your presence in this world is an accident, or even a mistake."

"What are you talking about!" Zhuge Hong became more annoyed, "Why say I’m an accident!"

Li Yuan conjured a donkey out of thin air, mounted it, and slapped its rump, "Giddy-up!"

The donkey brayed twice, then leisurely trotted forward.

"Hey! Don’t run away, explain it clearly to me!" Zhuge Hong became somewhat unruly and grabbed the donkey’s tail. But she wasn’t as strong as the donkey, and was dragged along.

"Hey, Xiaohong, calm down!"

In this back-and-forth, Fu Manman couldn’t focus on finding Fan Wubing anymore, tightly following Zhuge Hong.

Li Yuan sat on the donkey’s back, walking towards the depths of the ancient battleground, casting a glance back at the little girl,

"You appeared at the wrong time and in the wrong way. Your existence is meaningless, so even if he masters the complete Yin Yang Fate Divination Skill, he won’t find any trace of you."

"Nonsense!" Zhuge Hong clenched her teeth, "I exist, how could it be meaningless!"

Li Yuan asked with a smile, "Haven’t you ever been puzzled by your talent and intuition in the past days and nights? Aren’t you curious why, without spiritual roots, unable to cultivate immortality, you can achieve things many Tribulation Immortals or even ancestral figures cannot?"

Zhuge Hong was stunned. Her hands went limp as she let go of the donkey’s tail.

She sniffed, lowered her head, and asked, "Why do you know these things?"

Li Yuan said, "That’s the destiny between you and me."

"I don’t understand."