Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Chapter 523 I can't lie to myself anymore.

People always say that the bond between a master and his disciple is deep...

Xue Lan thought to herself, "That makes sense!"

"Master, aren't you at Duanshui Pass?" Xue Lan first dodged a sword light flying towards her, then skillfully crouched down with her head in her hands to avoid a talisman flying towards her brow.

"Are you missing me?"

"Yes!"

The elderly man, dressed in a light gray robe with somewhat disheveled hair, raised his hand with a cold laugh upon hearing this, his tone contemptuous:

Run in front of me!

A dazzling white light shot out from the old man's fingertips, transforming into a light ribbon in mid-air before suddenly tightening and accurately binding the constantly appearing Xue Lan.

The woman fell to the ground with a "thud," like a rabbit suddenly struck by an arrow.

Ling Yuanzi took a few steps forward and laughed arrogantly: "Your Void Stepping technique was taught by me. Did you think you could evade me?"

"Of course I can't compare to Master!" Xue Lan said with a fawning smile, racking her brains for flattery.

"Without Master's careful guidance, Xue Lan would not have achieved what she has today."

"Yes!"

The old man, dressed in light gray clothes, put away the broken sword beside him, then bent down to look at Xue Lan:

"Master Xue is now known to everyone in the Yuanming mortal realm."

Xue Lan waved her hand somewhat embarrassedly: "Not at all."

Ling Yuanzi was furious at Xue Lan's feigned innocence. The old man raised his hand and grabbed her ear, his voice icy cold:

You think I'm praising you?

Xue Lan raised her hand to protect her other ear, and gave an embarrassed smile:

"No...isn't that right?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he received a slap on the head.

Ling Yuanzi's voice carried a sinister chuckle:

"I heard that your grandmaster allowed you to break through the barrier?"

Xue Lan's heart skipped a beat, and she began anxiously fidgeting with her fingers, cowering like a weasel caught stealing a chicken.

Ling Yuanzi closed his eyes in anguish, then spoke with utter bewilderment:

"How did you manage to deceive your master?"

"Eh?"

Xue Lan stared wide-eyed at Ling Yuanzi:

Is that what you're concerned about?

"Isn't this what you should be concerned about?"

Ling Yuanzi coughed somewhat awkwardly:

"You speak first!"

Xue Lan gave him a strange look, then made a sword-finger gesture with her right hand and casually slashed forward.

A sword aura brimming with killing intent rippled out in front of the two, and Ling Yuanzi couldn't help but gasp.

The old man asked in a trembling voice:

"Where did you steal it from? Did you actually meet your grandmaster? Did you say anything bad about me?"

Xue Lan frowned: "Is that how you see me?"

Ling Yuanzi sat cross-legged on the ground and spoke irritably:

"You've done it before, haven't you?"

Xue Lan seemed to have lost her memory: "You should speak with conscience. Give me an example!"

"For example, last time they forcibly took me back to the Xuanhuang Sect!" Ling Yuanzi patted Xue Lan's shoulder with a forced smile:

"My disciple, you really have a bad memory!"

"Alright, Master, alright!" Xue Lan waved her hand, interrupting Ling Yuanzi's recollection.

"Let's talk less about things that are unfriendly to me in the future."

"I'll tell you how I did it now!"

"I entered the Five Porcelain Town from five hundred years ago in the Wan Gong Fang Secret Realm. Then I saw the Apocalypse Pillar hidden in the spacetime turbulence."

"On the stone platform beneath the Apocalypse Pillar, there are sword marks left by Wei He and my grandmaster. I studied them a little."

"You imitated it after only a little learning?" Ling Yuanzi looked utterly hopeless.

"Your grandmaster must really like you."

The old man's tone was full of regret: "When I first saw you wield your sword, I knew you had an exceptional talent for this art."

"pity……"

Unfortunately, Xue Lan only learned the basic sword techniques and then stopped wielding the sword, turning instead to swing a hammer!

Looking back, I am filled with bitter tears.

Xue Lan discovered that her master was full of resentment.

"It's alright, Master. Maybe I'm a genius. Even if I haven't practiced for over ten years, I can still bring down the heavens with a single sword strike?"

Ling Yuanzi rolled his eyes at her and said sarcastically:

"You think you're a sword immortal reincarnated?"

Xue Lan proudly raised her head: "It's not impossible!"

"Is that so?" Ling Yuanzi spoke softly.

"Who are you anyway?"

Xue Lan's heart skipped a beat, and just as she was about to deny it, she felt a slight chill on her neck.

Dao Xuanzi's eyes were languid, but his gaze towards Xue Lan was icy cold.

"I've had my doubts for many years." The old man's voice was hoarse but calm, as if he had finally accepted something.

"I can't lie to myself anymore."

Upon becoming the head of the Wan Gong Fang, Xue Lan became a renowned young genius in the Yuanming Lower Realm. Many fellow Daoists congratulated him, saying that he had truly taken on a good disciple.

Amidst the envy and admiration of others, Ling Yuanzi felt as if he were being roasted over a fire.

The old man looked at Xue Lan's clear, glass-like gray eyes and smiled bitterly as he spoke:

"If you are not Xue Lan, then please tell me where my disciple is."

Xue Lan bit her lip and murmured, "..."

"I am Xue Lan..."

Ling Yuanzi shook his head:

"There's no way the Yuanming dynasty could have a genius like you in the mortal realm."

“No…” Xue Lan took a deep breath:

"What I mean is... I was already me when you found me."

Ling Yuanzi looked at him like he was some kind of idiot.

"Don't you believe me?" Xue Lan said anxiously.

"I was in a state where no one wanted me, and I thought I would stay like that until my soul dissipated. But for some inexplicable reasons, I was sucked into this body!"

Ling Yuanzi sneered upon hearing this:

"Is this your plan?"

"What a grand strategy!"

Xue Lan: What? I played chess too?

"If you can't remember, then let me remind you."

Ling Yuanzi looked at Xue Lan: "You were born in Jin Gu City of the Great Li Dynasty!"

Xue Lan understood immediately.

Before a mortal cultivates immortality, their fate is recorded in the Book of Fate in the Underworld. By sheer coincidence, the Book of Fate in Golden Valley City passed into Xue Lan's hands, and by sheer coincidence, it was damaged and missing a part.

Xue Lan anxiously bit her finger.

Even if you jump into the Yellow Springs, you can't clear your name!

Seeing Xue Lan's anxious expression, Ling Yuanzi felt a pang of pity, but still coldly spoke:

Where is my apprentice?

Xue Lan's mind was in complete turmoil. He waved his hand at Ling Yuanzi:

"Master, please wait a moment, let me organize my thoughts."

Xue Lan racked her brains, trying to figure out how to persuade the stubborn old man without revealing her true identity.

Ideally, his logic should be self-consistent.

"Stop dreaming!"

The inner demon delivered a fatal blow to Xue Lan within her sea of ​​consciousness.

"You're going to die sooner or later anyway, keeping it a secret will only lead to a terrible death!"

Xue Lan: "I actually want to live!"

After a long internal struggle, Xue Lan looked up at Ling Yuanzi with an expression of resignation:

"Master, I have a strange question I'd like to ask."

Ling Yuanzi spoke expressionlessly:

"You said."

"that is……"

"Do you know Lian Chuan's maternal grandfather's aunt, the renowned, kind, and beautiful Wolf Lord?"

What do you think of her as a person?

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