Chapter 89: Sword Shadows Shake the Heavens, Entangled Feelings

The Cultivators who had been blown away by the shockwave hadn't yet recovered from the shock; they were all dumbfounded.

"The Palace Master was actually able to command the power of the entire Canglan Immortal Domain!"

"That giant sword covered the sky and blocked the sun; I was almost forced to my knees by that Sword Intent!"

"It's too strong, even the Mirror Sect Sect Master was beaten back!"

A young Cultivator stared at Lin Fan with eyes full of worship: "The Palace Master is truly a Divine Being!"

Even Great Elder Situ Qian wore a solemn expression, silently wiping the dust from his face, and sighed in a low voice: "Lin Fan's sword strike actually managed to injure the Mirror Sect Sect Master. It seems we old guys are truly getting old…"

However, the Danxiang Valley Valley Master frowned and muttered: "That's not right… Although that Sword Intent was astonishing, it doesn't seem to have much lethality?"

Supreme Mingye snorted coldly: "What do you know? This is called deterring the enemy with aura! Not killing is better than killing."

Lin Fan listened to the exclamations around him and felt secretly smug: "Hehe, the acting was pretty good, right?"

On the surface, he remained righteous, standing with his hands behind his back, pretending to sigh: "This sword strike is a sword of faith for all you Cultivators, not my achievement alone."

The Disciples of the Xuanyin Qin Sect cheered in unison: "The Palace Master is wise and mighty!"

However, Lin Chen ran to Lin Fan's side with bright eyes, tugging on his sleeve, her little face full of worship: "Brother Fan, you are truly amazing!"

Lin Fan's mouth twitched, and he guiltily touched his nose: "Uh… it's okay, it's okay."

Suddenly, Xiao Du complained in his mind: "Young Master, stop bragging, ninety percent of this sword was the special effects I added!"

Lin Fan remained calm: "Aren't special effects also a part of one's strength?"

At this moment, Great Elder Situ Qian and the others exchanged glances, secretly feeling relieved: "It seems we don't have to fight for our lives; this sword strike of Lin Fan's is enough to deter the enemy army!"

Everyone couldn't help but feel even more awe towards Lin Fan, and a belief solidified in their hearts—with Palace Master Lin Fan in the Canglan Immortal Domain, it will never fall!

Meanwhile, in the distance, Meng Li was already in tears watching this sword strike.

She wiped her tears while sobbing, "Lin Fan, you are the true Sword God. Since you are clearly so strong, how could you have been pierced through the heart by Left Sword Envoy Yun Che back then? You stole my heart, but won't be with me, and even married the Celestial Maiden Su Wanqing, spending every day with her. In your eyes, I am nothing, I am nothing! Why! Why did you toy with my body and then lie about your feelings for me."

She cried so sadly, her tears falling like rain. At this moment, Left Sword Envoy Yun Che, who had been pushed away by the shockwave and landed in a pile of grass nearby, heard her complaints clearly.

Very well! So the Son of Heaven, Lin Fan, really is the former young leader of Black Wind Ridge, Lin Fan. You are actually that bandit!

Left Sword Envoy Yun Che clenched his palms until they bled. He quietly approached behind Meng Li and gently reached out his fingers to her cheek, wanting to wipe away her tears.

Meng Li was startled. When she turned around, it was her beloved Brother Left Sword Envoy Yun Che.

Suddenly feeling both aggrieved and relieved, she threw herself into his arms and sobbed uncontrollably: "Brother Left Sword Envoy Yun Che, he bullied me, lied to me… wuwuwu… you tell me, how could he be like this…"

Left Sword Envoy Yun Che stroked her trembling back while soothing her in a low voice: "Don't cry, Mengmeng, I have always been by your side."

After years of loneliness, and being comforted by the person she once loved most, Left Sword Envoy Yun Che, Meng Li couldn't control her feelings, and she passionately kissed Left Sword Envoy Yun Che's neck.

Her delicate red lips moved slowly upward, and finally, their lips sparked a scorching fire.

They hugged each other tightly, their tongues entangled, crazily demanding everything from each other, kissing in a daze.

Unable to control himself, Left Sword Envoy Yun Che actually took off his own clothes and tore open Meng Li's clothes, revealing large patches of snow-white skin, about to engage in that act between a man and a woman.

"What are you doing!"

However, Mu Xueyan's clear and angry voice was like a thunderclap, instantly pulling the two back to reality from their infatuation.

Left Sword Envoy Yun Che turned around abruptly and saw Mu Xueyan standing not far away, her eyes full of disbelief and anger.

"Xue Yan, let me explain!" He hurriedly pulled up Meng Li's disheveled clothes, scrambling to cover that patch of fair skin.

"Explain?" Mu Xueyan sneered, her tone filled with deep disappointment, "You've already taken off your clothes and were kissing passionately; do you think there is anything left to explain?"

Left Sword Envoy Yun Che was at a loss: "Xue Yan, it's really not what you think! Meng Li, she… she…"

"She what?" Mu Xueyan interrupted him, her eyes brimming with tears, "Left Sword Envoy Yun Che, I really didn't expect you to be this kind of person!"

She gritted her teeth and said with a trembling voice: "You have no ability; even so, I was still willing to marry you! Even though my father opposed it in every way, I never wavered!"

"But what about you? You are actually fooling around here with your ex-girlfriend! Do you think you deserve me?!"

Left Sword Envoy Yun Che opened his mouth to speak but couldn't say anything. He wanted to explain, but he realized that all words seemed pale and powerless at this moment.

Mu Xueyan endured her tears and turned to run into the distance. Her figure looked so resolute, so heartbroken.

"Xue Yan!" Left Sword Envoy Yun Che shouted, but she rejected him from afar without even looking back.

Meng Li bit her lip and said softly: "Brother Left Sword Envoy Yun Che, I'm sorry…"

Left Sword Envoy Yun Che's expression was complex as he looked at Mu Xueyan's retreating figure, his heart filled with regret and helplessness: "This time, perhaps there really is no chance for an explanation…"

Meng Li pursed her lips, her cheeks flushed, and she said apologetically yet shyly: "Brother Left Sword Envoy Yun Che, if she doesn't want you, I want you. Let's make up and never separate again. Wherever you go, I will follow."

Left Sword Envoy Yun Che stared at her deeply, his eyes filled with remorse but more so with affection: "Mengmeng, actually, the only person I have ever loved is you."

Left Sword Envoy Yun Che hugged Meng Li tightly, "Let's leave this place; this chaotic place is not worth us staying."

Meng Li snuggled in his arms, tears sliding down, but with a smile of relief and anticipation.

Left Sword Envoy Yun Che embraced her and walked into the distance without looking back; no one knew where they went.

Many years later, Left Sword Envoy Yun Che ascended to the pinnacle in the name of the Dao of the Sword, becoming the Master of Ten Thousand Swords.

He would return, determined to execute Lin Fan under his sword to seek justice for Meng Li.

However, at the end of the decisive battle, when Meng Li learned that Lin Fan's earth-shattering sword strike that day was merely piled together by special effects.

She would understand that saving her life back then and being pierced through the heart by Left Sword Envoy Yun Che was not a deception, so where would she go then?

Of course, these are stories for later; let us return to Xue Yan's side.

Initially, Mu Xueyan was full of envy and joy when she saw Lin Fan's earth-shattering sword strike.

Thinking that her Master actually possessed the true teachings of the Sword God, she happily ran to find Left Sword Envoy Yun Che, hoping to let him also become her Master's Disciple so he could further comprehend the Profound Truth of the Sword God, only to coincidentally run into this scene.

Now, heartbroken, she could only run to find Xue Yao, the sister she played with best.

She ran while crying, "Yao Yao, I've been bullied, wuwuwu."

How sad, how miserable.