Nan Shuangxue secretly marveled at the inside of the pavilion; a sea of splendid sunset light spread out, and several celestial spirits floated out from various books.
She and the elder walked through the staircase, with bookshelves on both sides, all piled with books.
Han Yu walked slowly, casually saying:
“Foundation building also has varying qualities.
Generally, foundation quality is classified as: Ordinary, Spirit, Immortal, and even Saint level.”
Nan Shuangxue curiously asked, “Is there anything higher than the Saint level?”
“There is, of course!”
Han Yu paused and then said, “The rarest and most difficult to find is Extreme Dao Foundation Building!”
“Extreme Dao Foundation Building?”
“Yes,” Han Yu paused again and said, “In the last three thousand years, only two people have achieved Extreme Dao Foundation Building.”
“Who are they?”
Han Yu proudly said, as if talking about himself: “I don’t know about the others, but I know that one of them is your master, Bai Muchun!”
Nan Shuangxue was once again in awe of her master.
She had always thought that her master was strong in swordsmanship, but now she realized that not only was his swordsmanship exceptional, but his cultivation in the Dao was equally terrifying.
Usually, due to her disciple status, she didn’t dare to ask too many questions, so she didn’t know much about him.
“Little girl, it’s indeed worth boasting about your Celestial Sword, but don’t get too proud.
You should know, in the Middle Earth Immortal State, the last thing they lack is talent!”
“I understand, senior.”
“Hehe, that’s good.”
Han Yu stroked his beard and squinted his eyes, looking at the sea of text.
“This is your place of enlightenment. Remember, no matter what happens here, don’t be surprised.”
Nan Shuangxue nodded and walked past the elder into the sea of books.
A ripple stirred.
Water splashed, and the accumulated water scattered.
Nan Shuangxue entered a world where there was no sun or moon, no buildings or people.
The entire world was empty, silent and still.
It felt as if this place was chaos itself, a primordial era.
At that moment, the elder transmitted a voice to her.
“Little girl, don’t be surprised.
This is the ‘Out of Law Realm.’
As the name suggests, there are no Dao laws, no spiritual energy, and no external distractions here.
This will help you ask yourself and reach your true heart.”
“Thank you, senior, for clearing my doubts,” Nan Shuangxue said, bowing to the void.
“Alright, to keep it short, you may begin your enlightenment.
I have other matters, so I’ll leave first.”
After saying goodbye briefly, Nan Shuangxue immediately sat down.
At first, she wanted to circulate her spiritual energy to achieve enlightenment, but then she thought that since this was the Out of Law Realm, the removal of spiritual energy interference seemed to prove that spiritual energy could have a big disadvantage when it comes to enlightenment.
So, she decided to abandon circulating the spiritual energy in her limbs and instead entered a state similar to meditation, but purer.
Her mind was completely clear, like a monk meditating, focusing on the Dao.
She wasn’t sure how long she had been meditating when suddenly
While deep in meditation, Nan Shuangxue suddenly felt as if she were falling through the clouds.
Her senses became extremely sharp.
When she opened her eyes again, she saw golden steps before her.
Looking ahead, it was as if there was a golden road stretching out before her.
In front of her, there was not only one golden road, but also a long bridge of gray and white on her right.
Nan Shuangxue stood at a crossroads in her life for the first time.
She stood at the crossroads of her destiny.
It was up to her whether to grasp her fate or to become a puppet of fate.
It was all in her hands.
On the boundless cloud sea, two figures sat facing each other.
“Little Bai, drink! Drink!” Han Yu called out.
Bai Muchun shook his head and said, “I don’t touch alcohol.”
Han Yu, upon hearing this, became interested and smiled at him, “Is it because of your disciple?”
“Mm.”
Han Yu, hearing this, drank a large cup and sighed, “A lot has changed.”
The elder actually had many things he wanted to say to the “Sword Master” in front of him, but when the words reached his lips, he couldn’t speak them.
Han Yu took another sip of his wine.
The potency of the wine made his vision blur, and he muttered:
“Strange, why does it feel like I can’t handle such a small amount today?”
Bai Muchun calmly said, “Too many worries, naturally.”
Han Yu sighed, then laughed and cursed:
“Damn it, you and your senior brother are the same, with such keen observation…”
“I won’t say much more.
Little Bai, do you know the scene when you built your foundation?”
“Of course.”
A rare hint of nostalgia appeared in Bai Muchun’s eyes.
“If it weren’t for you, sir, I would have probably died early.”
“I’ll say one thing.
If your disciple’s foundation is the Extreme Dao Foundation, then you might attract a lot of trouble.”
Han Yu’s eyes showed deep respect.
“Not to mention the celestial phenomena, but just the rules of the Central Immortal Continent… when you built your foundation, your master had dealings with that old man…”
“No need to say more,” Bai Muchun replied calmly.
“If he dares to come, I will cut off his arm!”
Han Yu extended his thumb, praising, “So domineering! As expected from the one who is unrivaled in the sword path!”
Han Yu took a wine jar and continued to pour.
“I’m guessing your disciple will soon make a choice.
I’m looking forward to when you draw your sword.”
Bai Muchun looked to the east, coldly saying, “You better not come.”
These were undoubtedly two heavenly paths.
Nan Shuangxue was certain in her heart that whichever path she chose, it would be far superior to what an ordinary cultivator could achieve.
But the most important thing now was which path she should choose, or more specifically, which path was suitable for her.
Nan Shuangxue took a step forward.
As her foot touched the steps, eight large characters appeared before her.
“Follow nature, the end of the heavens.”
Nan Shuangxue looked to the right and saw the other gray-white path with eight large characters floating.
“Follow your true nature, the beginning of humanity.”
Nan Shuangxue frowned slightly, feeling that she understood these words, yet at the same time, she didn’t.
At that moment, her heart lake suddenly rippled.
An energy, unclear and flowing, formed into something resembling a dialogue box.
Abandon humanity, forge the Dao; or, abandon the Dao, forge humanity.
What is your choice?
Nan Shuangxue hesitated for a moment, then quickly made her decision.
She stepped forward, trying to walk toward the golden path.
Just as she took a half step, as if about to place her foot down
She suddenly heard a whisper like the spring breeze in her ear.
“From now on, you are Bai Muchun’s disciple!”
She withdrew her foot and turned to walk toward the gray-white path.
But as soon as her right hand touched it, a line of text appeared in front of her.
Are you truly willing to abandon your sword path?
Nan Shuangxue bit her lip, her eyes filled with turmoil.
In her heart, she waged a battle between the two choices.
She started to hesitate, considering whether she should truly abandon the sword path she had always been so firm in.
She wanted her master, and she also wanted the sword path.
If she had to choose between the two, it was extremely difficult.
Because no matter what she chose, she didn’t want to, and it would hurt her heart.
Nan Shuangxue began to second-guess her choice.
She stared blankly, thinking, if only she hadn’t built her foundation, then she wouldn’t have to face these two painful choices.
This thought had barely crossed her mind when
The entire world seemed to tremble.
Nan Shuangxue slowly lowered her head, as if resigned to fate.
“Are you giving up just like that?”
In her mind, the words Bai Muchun had said echoed once again.
His seemingly teasing but actually cautionary words.
“I…”
“Little girl, your killing intent is too heavy.
It’s hard to wield a sword.”
Words echoed in her heart, as if a bright lamp had lit up in the dim wall of the mountain.
Nan Shuangxue lowered her head and murmured:
“My master is so good, what reason do I have to abandon the sword path for him?
I also need the sword path, what reason do I have not to choose the sword path?”
“I have no reason.”
It was as if she understood.
She slowly raised her head and looked at the two heavenly paths.
“I don’t want to walk either.”
Her black eyes gleamed like a sharp sword, filled with a murderous aura.
“I won’t abandon the sword path…”
“Moreover, my master… has never been a choice!”
“But my disciple’s… must be the only choice!”
Nan Shuangxue took a step back, staring intently at the two paths, an incredibly wild thought surging in her heart.
“If the heavens are unfair, then I will walk my own path.”
Sword energy, like a rainbow, gathered in her hand.
She coldly glanced at the two paths and said calmly:
“I have one sword, to sweep away all injustice!”