Chapter 91 Because That's My Way

Hearing the Sword Emperor's apology, Wang Xianxian's heart was filled with various complex emotions.

Seeing this, the Sword Emperor continued.

"It is not just blood that continues the family, but faith and emotion are also needed."

"Why would someone adopt a child? Why do they know that they are not related by blood, but treat each other like their own children?"

"Why do adopted sons and daughters who are not related by blood also support their adoptive parents?"

Speaking of this, the Sword Emperor's voice suddenly became louder.

"Because it is never blood that connects the family, but emotions and ties."

"The current Wang family has rotted from the root. According to the law, it should have been destroyed long ago."

"The reason why it has continued to this day is just because of my influence."

"So, no matter what choice you make, I can't control what will happen to the Wang family, let alone control it."

Suddenly, the Sword Emperor laughed at himself.

"What's more, with my current situation, I can't control it even if I want to."

Wang Xianxian looked at the person who should have called the ancestor, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

After a long silence, Wang Xianxian finally spoke.

"Where are you now, and who attacked you?"

Hearing this, the Sword Emperor's eyes suddenly showed murderous intent.

"Gun Emperor..."

Wang Xianxian was shocked.

"Gun Emperor!"

How could it be the Gun Emperor!

Gun Emperor, Yang Wudi.

A well-known and respected person among the emperors, he is even hundreds of years older than the Sword Emperor.

The relationship between the Wang family and the Yang family has always been good.

According to the family history, the Gun Emperor and the Sword Emperor have always been both teachers and friends.

Wang Xianxian couldn't help asking: "The Gun Emperor is as powerful as you, why are you like this..."

The Sword Emperor's expression was a little sad.

"Because that's not the real Gun Emperor..."

"The real Yang Wudi, I'm afraid, has been imprisoned somewhere like me, and may even have fallen..."

The Sword Emperor's words were like depth charges, one after another, stirring up a storm in Wang Xianxian's heart.

The Sword Emperor continued to explain.

"I don't know what that thing is, but I know they are definitely not human."

"They have a strong ability to disguise. Even I found out that the other party was not the real Yang Wudi in a deadly battle."

"At the beginning, Yang Wudi secretly invited me to explore the secret realm of the ancient sea. Out of trust and his powerful disguise, I went."

"When I arrived at the secret realm of the ancient sea, I found that I was ambushed."

"If it was only Yang Wudi and the formation, I could still fight my way out, but the other party had obviously been plotting for a long time."

"In addition to Yang Wudi, there were also two emperors of Goguryeo, five emperors of Japan, seven emperors of India, and thirteen other emperors who came to encircle me."

"I suspect that these foreign emperors, like Yang Wudi, were replaced unknowingly."

"Even I am about to be replaced..."

When Wang Xianxian heard this, his eyes widened suddenly.

"What...what...does it mean?"

The Sword Emperor smiled bitterly: "Literally."

"They separated my soul from my body and imprisoned my soul here."

"They used secret methods to deprive me of everything, including luck and the Great Dao."

"Three thousand years have passed, and they are about to succeed."

"From your memory, I saw that the Wang family's luck had a big rise fifteen years ago."

"That is the proof that my luck was completely deprived and controlled by them."

"Not only me, maybe other emperors are also facing such a situation."

Hearing this, Wang Xianxian hurriedly spoke.

"I will find a way to help you convey the situation to the Three Emperors."

"Thank you, child." The Sword Emperor nodded gently, "In addition, I have something else to ask of you."

Wang Xianxian said seriously: "You say."

The Sword Emperor looked at Wang Xianxian's tender little face and smiled a little.

"Don't be so serious, it's not a big deal, tell me slowly."

"I often ask myself, as a warrior, what else can I do in such a desperate situation?"

"I have been thinking hard for a long time, but I still can't find the answer."

"I don't know which day, I have a plan in my mind."

The Sword Emperor fell into memories, his tone was very calm.

"Relying on the remaining sword intent, I spent five hundred years trying to establish a connection with my lawless incarnation."

"But because I was too weak, I could only establish a connection with the lawless incarnations in the Blood Refining Realm and the Bone Refining Realm."

"After establishing the connection, I have been waiting."

"Waiting for a descendant who has the blood of the Wang family and can comprehend the sword intent in the Bone Refining Realm or the Blood Refining Realm to come."

"The young man who entered this world at the same time as you also has the blood of the Wang family, but he did not comprehend the sword intent."

"Only the blood and sword intent can bring your sword intent projection here."

"Three thousand years, I finally waited for you..."

At this point, the Sword Emperor had a slight smile on his face.

"Please forgive me for being a bit long-winded. No one has spoken for three thousand years, so I am inevitably a little excited."

"Let's get straight to the point. I hope you can kill me."

The words, like a joke, fell into Wang Xianxian's heart and stirred up waves again.

"Why...why..." the young man asked.

The Sword Emperor smiled calmly: "They are so deliberate and use the trick of replacing the prince with a cat. It's nothing more than targeting the sword."

"The reason why they imprisoned my soul instead of killing me is because they need my soul to control the sword."

"If they kill me, they will lose the means to control the sword."

Wang Xianxian couldn't help but say: "But the three emperors will definitely save you."

The Sword Emperor shook his head gently.

"Turning yourself into this look of a lost dog has already caused trouble for the human race."

"I can't drag the human race down anymore."

"If other emperors, or even the three emperors, are put in danger in order to save me, then my sin will be great."

"Killing me is the simplest and most labor-saving method."

"I have no regrets about dying at your hands."

"Please, old man..."

The Sword Emperor's begging eyes caused an unimaginable psychological impact on Wang Xianxian.

The young man stood there blankly for a long time.

With a light cough, the Sword Emperor spoke softly.

"Child, I want to see you up close."

Hearing the Sword Emperor's pleading tone, Wang Xianxian did not refuse, he slowly stepped forward.

Looking at the boy who was so close, the Sword Emperor carefully examined his face.

"The sword intent you felt came from your mother..."

"That's why your sword intent projection is so clear."

"She loves you very much..."

"When I was in the family, the happiest thing was to witness the birth of new members."

"Because this reminds me of those clansmen who chose to sacrifice to protect me."

Looking at the wounded Sword Emperor, Wang Xianxian felt a little sad.

The Sword Emperor saw through the boy's inner thoughts.

"The disguised me will eventually find the Wang family, and He will turn the Wang family into a butcher's knife that swings at China."

"I established the Wang family to continue the glory of my ancestors. I don't want me and my family to become sinners."

"How to treat the enemy's weapons is up to you."

"And you don't need to bear useless shackles. The continuation of the family is the continuation of feelings."

"The spark is immortal, and the fire is eternal."

"Whether the Wang family rises or falls, as long as someone inherits my will, it can continue forever."

The Sword Emperor looked at Wang Xianxian with hope in his eyes.

When he really faced death, he understood what kind of hope his family had when they sent him away.

"Child, can I pinch your face?"

Looking at the Sword Emperor's arm pulled into the air by the chain, Wang Xianxian flew on the sword.

Put his face on the Sword Emperor's dirty hand.

Feeling the warmth between his palms, tears suddenly welled up in the Sword Emperor's eyes.

Thousands of years ago, his favorite thing to do was to pinch the little faces of children.

His uncontrollable love eventually changed the nature of this family.

"If my sword could be faster, maybe I could go back."

"If I could better control my descendants, maybe the ending would be different."

"Child, I'm sorry, I'm incompetent and failed to take care of the family."

"If I could, I really want to hug you when you were a child..."

"I'm sorry for letting you live in such a family."

Feeling the wetness in his palm, the Sword Emperor smiled gently.

"Child, be happy."

Wang Xianxian nodded, then came to the Sword Emperor...

Raised the sword...

"I am the 1999th generation disciple of the Wang family, Wang Xuanjian."

The Sword Emperor's voice suddenly became loud.

"I will repay the sword today!"

Looking at the trembling sword in Wang Xianxian's hand.

The Sword Emperor smiled with relief.

"The swordsman's hand holding the sword must be strong."

"Child, I went with hope, as long as you can survive."

"Even if you change your name, as long as you recognize me as your ancestor in your heart, you are my continuation."

Looking at the hopeful and free eyes, Wang Xianxian suddenly thought of his mother.

The boy gradually tightened the sword in his hand.

Seeing this scene, the Sword Emperor could no longer restrain his inner emotions. He smiled, and smiled happily.

"Don't feel burdened. This is my choice. Come on."

"Start the hatred in your heart from me."

"When the dust settles, you will also open up your own family."

"By then, don't learn from me..."

Looking at the kindness that could not be covered by dirt, the boy finally let go of the sword in his hand.

"My hatred has nothing to do with you."

"You asked me to help, and I can only do one thing."

"That is to help you get rid of the Wang family."

"As for your life, I don't want it, because that would destroy the ancestors."

The Sword Emperor looked at the boy in front of him kindly.

"You are a sensible and kind child, but some things cannot be emotional."

"If I don't die, they will take away the sword path, and then the holder of the sword-type vocation will lose everything..."

"No." The boy replied calmly.

The Sword Emperor was a little surprised.

The boy stared at the Sword Emperor and said word by word.

"No one can take away the sword path, because..."

"That is my path."

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Sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time.

This chapter has been revised many times.

I was a little excited at the end, and wrote 3,000 words.

Just regard it as a compensation for the late update, good night.