Chapter 795: My Name Is Xuancang

After two days in seclusion, I had originally intended to catch up on recent news when I emerged.

Without warning, I felt a sudden jolt.

My 'Perception' also registered an additional wave of danger at that moment.

Xu Xiaoshou restrained Xin Gu Gu, who had just rushed back from outside the building, clamoring that he hadn't used his full strength and wanted to fight another bloody battle; he then looked up towards the outside.

Outside the First Building in Heaven, from the direction of the Holy Divine Palace, a subtle yet astonishing fluctuation emanated.

In the past, Xu Xiaoshou would have found it difficult to detect.

However, this time, not only had his 'Perception' reached the Sovereign level, but all his major mastery-type passive skills throughout his body had also ascended.

Having gained extensive insights into Dao principles within the Yuan Mansion world, Xu Xiaoshou could keenly perceive that it was a Void Fluctuation.

Moreover, mixed within it was an astonishing sword intent, as if demanding an explanation.

"Rao Yaoyao!"

Without needing to think further, Xu Xiaoshou confirmed the newcomer's identity.

Rao Yaoyao, the Red-Clothed Law Enforcer Overlord and one of the Seven Sword Immortals!

"She's here..."

It was obvious Rao Yaoyao wasn't just passing by.

With the matter of the Cloud-Loon Mountain Range concluded, this female Sword Immortal must have come with the intention of investigating thoroughly, which is why she headed straight for the First Building in Heaven.

Xu Xiaoshou had previously wondered why the Red-Clothed Night Guardian hadn't come looking for him.

As it turned out, the Night Guardian might have been deterred by Mei Siren and subsequently let the matter go.

However, this only resulted in a person of even more formidable identity and strength coming to demand an explanation.

"Where's Liu Changqing?" Xu Xiaoshou asked, looking at the few people around him.

Xin Gu Gu also realized at this moment that something was wrong with Xu Xiaoshou.

Although he hadn't sensed Rao Yaoyao's fluctuation, Xu Xiaoshou's demeanor, as if facing a formidable enemy, made him temporarily abandon the idea of another fight.

"He hasn't arrived yet," Mo Mo replied.

"You all hide first..." Xu Xiaoshou began, then paused.

He wondered whether the two ghost beast hosts could truly withstand the Red-Clothed Law Enforcer Overlord's scrutiny; that was still uncertain.

So he waved his hand and transmitted his voice, "Enter the Yuan Mansion."

Mo Mo and Xin Gu Gu's hearts tightened as they realized the gravity of the situation. Without daring to ask further, they responded to the spatial fluctuation above their heads and vanished instantly.

"Hey, where are Brother Xin and Sister Mo?" Xiao Wanfeng asked, having just arrived and curious to see the two vanish without a trace.

"They went to handle something," Xu Xiaoshou replied, finding it inconvenient to elaborate.

Xiao Wanfeng paid no mind to these minor details, his expression returning to one of urgency: "Young Master Xu, there's an enemy..."

"I know, there is indeed an enemy, but you can't join in the fun; go to sleep first," Xu Xiaoshou said, waving him away.

Xiao Wanfeng uttered "Oh," thinking, *That's true. Young Master Xu would have to be blind not to know there's an enemy attack with such an obvious disturbance.*

Then, muttering to himself that Young Master Xu felt both a little different and yet unchanged, he departed.

He had initially intended to go back to sleep.

However, he then remembered how he had slacked off for the past two days while Young Master Xu was away. Now that his master was back, he ought to be more diligent.

So, suppressing his drowsiness, he ran to the main gate to continue standing guard.

Xu Xiaoshou naturally saw all this and said nothing, letting Xiao Wanfeng continue his overtime. What a workaholic...

On one side, only Mu Zixi, looking like a curious child, was still wondering, "Young Master Xu?"

"Rao Yaoyao is here. Go back inside; she's probably not here for either of us," Xu Xiaoshou explained, a rare occurrence for him.

Rao Yaoyao?

Mu Zixi's heart tightened. Her small mouth opened and closed repeatedly, afraid that anything she said now would be overheard. So she restrained herself and turned back into the house.

"Received concern, Passive Point, 1."

Xu Xiaoshou also returned to the house.

He didn't think Rao Yaoyao was there for him.

A giant of her caliber had no reason to speak with a junior like him.

It was probably that day the Night Guardian reported the relationship between "Young Master Xu" and Mr. Siren, alarming the higher-ups.

This visit by Rao Yaoyao, if no surprise, was to see Mr. Siren.

"Did I expose any flaws...?"

While recalling his demeanor and words during the night battle in the Royal City, Xu Xiaoshou nervously entered his room and locked the door from the inside.

Everything flashed through his mind at light speed as he tried to put himself in the enemy's shoes and find his own flaws.

He only found that he had exchanged a few telepathic messages with Mei Siren during the battle in the central district.

"It wouldn't go that far, would it?"

This recollection made Xu Xiaoshou's heart race.

But soon he relaxed again.

Mei Siren had indeed shown some contact with "Saint Servant Xu Xiaoshou," but it was only a few words, and even if their positions were a bit close, it didn't prove anything.

For someone like Mr. Siren, it was simply a display of appreciation for talent.

With "Saint Servant Xu Xiaoshou's" outstanding talent in swordsmanship, who wouldn't be impressed?

Furthermore, even if his battle that day had attracted the attention of everyone in the Royal City.

The Dragon Fusion Realm could block external perception; Xu Xiaoshou had learned this from Elder Sang back at the Heavenly Sang Spiritual Palace.

Theoretically, the Spiritual Cultivators in the Royal City couldn't see his communication with Mei Siren. Whether Rao Yaoyao could see it was another matter...

But when Mei Siren communicated with "Saint Servant Xu Xiaoshou," would he not instinctively block external perception, leaving opportunities for enemies?

Impossible!

"One step at a time."

Xu Xiaoshou lay on the bed, closed his eyes, covered himself with a blanket, and began to "cultivate," but his 'Perception' remained motionless, probing the outside world for any activity.

Under the dim night sky, the Void Island hung oppressively in the air, radiating an imposing aura.

Atop the tower pearl of the First Building in Heaven, Mei Siren, clad in a green robe, with white hair and beard, and a transcendent aura, fanned himself with a folding fan, gazing into the void.

"You've arrived."

"I have."

A red wave-like figure appeared in the void in response. Rao Yaoyao, with the Profound Sky Divine Sword on her back, bowed slightly and said, "Mr. Siren."

Mei Siren was an elder.

Even though both were among the Seven Sword Immortals, Rao Yaoyao could not ignore Mr. Siren's revered status in the path of the sword.

Mei Siren closed his folding fan, a slight smile in his eyes. His gaze retracted from the Profound Sky Divine Sword and fell upon the woman standing in the air not far away.

He observed her for a few moments, and his tone became somewhat wistful: "This old man still remembers the first time I saw you at Gui-Zhe Sacred Mountain, you were just a little child..."

As he spoke, Mei Siren stretched out a hand and gestured a height in front of his leg, saying with a smile, "and only a Sword Master in cultivation."

"Yes."

Memories flickered in Rao Yaoyao's eyes. Her words carried a rare respect and apology: "When I first arrived in the Eastern Heaven Realm and the Royal City, I actually sensed Mr. Siren's location. However, I had a mission, so I couldn't come to pay my respects immediately. I hope you will forgive me, sir."

Inside the cultivation room, Xu Xiaoshou, lying on the bed, was surprised.

He had only heard of Mr. Siren, one of the Seven Sword Immortals.

But he had never imagined that Mr. Siren, who had disciples everywhere, held such a high social status.

Even Rao Yaoyao, also one of the Seven Sword Immortals, had to greet him with the respect due to a senior?

"Was I too rude?"

The thought of how he usually relied on his identity as a semi-saint's successor and spoke to Mr. Siren, occasionally calling himself "this young master," made him cringe.

He would only respectfully use the formal "you" when earnestly asking the old Sword Immortal for something. Xu Xiaoshou immediately felt somewhat ashamed.

He felt he had gotten carried away.

The kind that made him feel ethereal.

At the entrance of the First Building in Heaven, Xiao Wanfeng was still standing night watch.

Young Master Xu treated people very well; he rarely explicitly asked for overtime. Even if he kept him out for extended periods during the day, he would discuss a raise upon their return.

Xiao Wanfeng had never met a boss like this before. He felt that Young Master Xu was a good person and willingly worked more overtime.

Standing at the gate now, he was both terrified of the unknown enemy and vigilantly searching in all directions for where the recent night attacker might have appeared.

Suddenly, he felt something and looked up at the night sky.

The void held no moonlight, only a majestic island city.

Below the Sky City, a striking red figure stood in the air.

"Enemy!"

Xiao Wanfeng was startled and immediately wanted to report to Young Master Xu that he had found traces of an enemy.

But the next second, the red figure in his pupils magnified, and Xiao Wanfeng was shocked.

"Sword Immortal Rao?"

He looked around for a while; there was no one nearby, and he couldn't be sure if it was his imagination.

His gaze then moved to the distant square outside the building. Although a mortal, a sword practitioner's eyesight is excellent, and Xiao Wanfeng could see that none of the Spiritual Cultivators on the Pilgrimage Square had noticed Sword Immortal Rao.

Even among these people, most of whom were looking up at the Sky City in the night, they directly overlooked Sword Immortal Rao's figure, as if they hadn't seen her.

Xiao Wanfeng was sure others couldn't see her because no one who saw a Sword Immortal would remain so calm.

"So, why can I see her?"

Xiao Wanfeng was very surprised.

He felt that those on the square were the norm.

How could he, merely a mortal, possibly see the true form of Sword Immortal Rao?

"What is Sword Immortal Rao here for?"

With doubts in his heart, Xiao Wanfeng stepped forward and quickly reached the tree in the courtyard.

Leaning against the large tree, he looked in the direction where Sword Immortal Rao had bowed and clearly saw Mr. Siren atop the tower pearl.

At this instant, Xiao Wanfeng's pupils lost focus, and his eyes widened.

"Sword Immortals' Night Talk?"

As an ancient sword cultivator, how incredibly fortunate he was to witness such a scene!

Normally, let alone a night talk between Sword Immortals, even the trace of a single Sword Immortal might be difficult for anyone in the world to catch.

And now...

Sword Immortal Rao, carrying a divine sword, visited the elder Mr. Siren, one of the Seven Sword Immortals, below the Sky City, under the cover of night.

This scene, in the eyes of Xiao Wanfeng, a mortal ancient sword cultivator, was almost eternal.

"I can too, one day!"

Xiao Wanfeng gripped his wooden sword tightly, secretly excited, and made a vow that, while content-less, he would pursue for his entire life.

Soon, he sighed.

"What a pity..."

A mortal body was, after all, limited.

Even though he practiced and trained with swords, forging a pair of eyes that could, for some unknown reason, see through illusions, allowing him to glimpse the true forms of the two Sword Immortals.

But his hearing was not as exceptional.

He couldn't hear the content of the Sword Immortals' night talk at all.

What a great pity!

Just then, an arcane voice sounded: "Young man, can you see me?"

"Who!"

Xiao Wanfeng was startled and looked around, as if he had encountered a ghost.

However, there was no one beside him. He suspected it was someone who could manipulate Dao principles, hiding their true form, making them invisible to him.

But he could see the Seven Sword Immortals; who could hide nearby?

A special ability?

"No need to search, look up. Do you want to hear the Sword Immortals' conversation?" The voice sounded again.

This time, Xiao Wanfeng understood clearly.

This voice was exceptionally arcane, not like human speech, yet he clearly understood the meaning it wished to convey.

Above?

Xiao Wanfeng looked up.

Above, only two Sword Immortals were conversing with each other. Was there a third person present?

And what about this voice? It appeared directly in his mind...

A Spiritual Cultivator's telepathic transmission technique?

"Who are you?"

Xiao Wanfeng felt this voice had no malice, but he couldn't be sure and could only question it in his mind.

"My name is Profound Sky!"

When the arcane voice reappeared, Xiao Wanfeng felt his pores explode with shock, and the wooden sword in his hand began to hum and tremble.

Profound Sky?

Who was that?

Xiao Wanfeng claimed he had never encountered such a person.

But soon, his gaze locked onto the long sword on Rao Yaoyao's back...

"This?"

He was instantly shocked, and goosebumps suddenly appeared on his skin.

Profound Sky?

The Divine Sword Profound Sky?

The artifact that suppressed the Holy Divine Palace's destiny, one of the five great Chaos Divine Artifacts whose true master no one in the world could recognize – the sword spirit of the Profound Sky Divine Sword?

It was talking to him?

Xiao Wanfeng's first reaction was that this was too absurd. Could it be Young Master Xu playing a prank?

"Young Master Xu?" he responded in his mind.

The voice didn't appear for a while, seemingly startled by his call.

Just as Xiao Wanfeng determined that Young Master Xu wasn't playing a prank, but that the sword spirit of the Profound Sky Divine Sword was truly speaking to him, wild joy surged within him.

"Yes!"

"I want to hear the Sword Immortals' night talk!"

With a hum, his mind vibrated.

The sound of air currents and conversation from high above became incredibly clear at this moment.

Simultaneously, mixed in with it was the voice of the Profound Sky Sword Spirit: "Young man, do you wish to become a Sword Immortal, or even surpass one?"

This voice suddenly sounded exactly like a tempting demon, filled with allure.

Even though Xiao Wanfeng was used to grand spectacles, he couldn't maintain his composure now, his heart pounding wildly.

The Profound Sky Divine Sword chose me?

Why? Was I actually the Son of Destiny?

Wielding a divine sword, stepping on Young Master Xu, and punching Elder Eight—these images couldn't help but rise in his mind at this moment... Xiao Wanfeng felt he had reached the end of his struggles and that his future was promising.

"No, you are not!"

The Profound Sky Sword Spirit's voice sounded again in a timely manner, first putting an end to Xiao Wanfeng's delusions, then continuing:

"I saw the sword intent in your heart. Because your spirit is high enough, you have the qualification to converse with me."

"But in this era, there are not many people in the world with this qualification."

"I want to give you an opportunity."

Xiao Wanfeng didn't care that his fantasy had been terminated, nor did he care about the Sword Immortals' conversation at this moment. He only asked, "Why me?"

The Profound Sky Sword Spirit was silent for a moment.

It seemed it couldn't lie, and calmly said, "Because the previous two people refused me."

Xiao Wanfeng: ???

What the hell!

The previous two people refused you, so you came to me... Am I a backup?

"May I be so bold as to ask, who are these two previous people you mentioned?" Xiao Wanfeng hesitated for a long time before asking this question, which he felt was very abrupt, but he was too curious to resist.

Profound Sky Sword Spirit: "You Tu, Ba Zun'an."

With a "thud."

Instantly, Xiao Wanfeng, with a blank mind, lost the ability to speak. As if his soul had left his body, he directly fell to the ground.

Me, recognized?

The sword spirit of the Profound Sky Divine Sword chose me?

It thought I had the qualification to be comparable to Elder You Tu, the head of the Seven Sword Immortals, and the Eighth Sword Immortal?

Unease, nervousness, excitement, ecstasy...

His emotions were rapidly evolving. For a moment, Xiao Wanfeng couldn't find a single word to express his current feelings.

"If someone offers undue hospitality for no reason, they are either treacherous or a thief."

Suddenly, this thought flashed through his mind.

There were truly not many people in the world who, when invited by the Profound Sky Divine Sword, would still feel that the other party had ulterior motives.

Xiao Wanfeng truly dared to think and truly dared to ask: "What do you want? Am I worthy?"

He himself even felt a little unworthy...

Profound Sky Sword Spirit: "You are worthy! I have only one request: Come to Gui-Zhe Sacred Mountain to find me. After becoming the wielder of the divine sword, slay the wielder of the Four Swords for me."