135: He is the Sword Immortal, listen to your father's advice! (Please read

Chapter 135: He Is the Sword Immortal, Listen to Your Father's Advice! (Seeking further reads)

Above Mingzhu Base, a colossal cube-shaped city had been erected.

It was like an ark cast down from the clouds by a deity.

The crowd surged like ants in the plaza, hundreds of thousands of heavy breaths coalescing into a breathtaking sigh.

Ye Hongxiu stood on a broken concrete beam of an abandoned office building, the wind whipping her wisps of hair at her temples, revealing a faint old scar on her fair neck.

The sunlight made her squint slightly, but her heart was pounding like a drum in her chest.

It wasn't because of this floating miracle in the sky, but because the person she saw build this sky city with his bare hands gave her an incredibly familiar feeling.

Creating and destroying with a mere lift of his hand, that relaxed demeanor of a top-tier expert looking down on all creation.

After the Sky City was completed, Lu Zheng's figure disappeared. Ye Hongxiu landed on the ground, only to hear a group of people discussing.

“So this is the legendary Mr. Lu!”

“To build a Sky City so quickly, he’s practically a god.”

One person retorted:

“What do you mean ‘like a god’? He *is* a god.”

“I heard he can even fly with a sword! Do you know about that Tier 4 Frost Centipede? Such a massive body, he can eliminate it with a single sword strike!”

“He is a god, a Sword Immortal.”

Hearing these words, Ye Hongxiu's body trembled.

Her steps, which had been moving towards her parents, abruptly turned, and she approached the person who had just uttered the words 'Sword Immortal'.

“Say that again, who is the Sword Immortal?”

The person saw Ye Hongxiu in ancient attire, holding a sword, and thought she wanted to contend for the title of Sword Immortal.

He couldn't help but sneer.

“Just because you’re holding a sword, you wouldn’t seriously consider yourself a Sword Immortal, would you?”

“How could you possibly compare to Mr. Lu?”

“I heard that Mr. Lu not only knows the Sword Control Technique himself, but he also taught it to the women who follow him.”

“No, not women, they are all fairies.”

“Mr. Lu is a Sword Immortal descended to the mortal realm, and these women are the fairies he is destined to find.”

As he spoke, he suddenly paused, because he then noticed that Ye Hongxiu was also an incredibly beautiful woman.

And she also possessed an otherworldly aura.

He immediately asked hesitantly:

“You wouldn’t happen to be one of those fairies, would you?”

Ye Hongxiu did not answer him.

Her heart was in turmoil at this moment.

The Sword Immortal she had been desperately searching for, was he actually that philandering Mr. Lu who held beauty pageants in the base?

She refused to believe it and hoped to confirm it herself.

Ye Hongxiu took a deep breath, with a desperate resolve, she turned and squeezed into the bustling crowd.

Her target was clear — Yan Ruoying, dressed in a base officer's uniform, commanding the scene with heroic grace.

This woman, also admired by countless gazes, was one of Lu Zheng's publicly acknowledged women.

Yan Ruoying was Lu Zheng's representative in Mingzhu Base, and also an official from Mingzhu Base. With her dual identity, she naturally had to bear some responsibilities.

She was one of the key people responsible for the personnel transfer to the Mingzhu Base Sky Safe Zone.

She had just issued some orders and ended a call. When her peripheral vision caught Ye Hongxiu, she keenly captured the determination in the other party's eyes and the urgency that was almost burning.

“Something wrong?”

Yan Ruoying raised an eyebrow, her tone sharp and businesslike. She had seen too many people trying to get close to Lu Zheng through women like them.

“Officer Yan, I apologize for the interruption.”

Ye Hongxiu's voice was clear.

“My name is Ye Hongxiu. I want to ask if the person who used a flying sword to slay the Frost Centipede and saved me a few days ago in the outskirts of Hongyan City was Mr. Lu Zheng?”

Yan Ruoying was unaware of this, but after seeing Ye Hongxiu's outstanding temperament, remarkable beauty, and impressive figure, she immediately contacted Lu Zheng through her Mental Domain.

Lu Zheng provided an answer.

“Yes, my husband did slay a Frost Centipede with his sword in Hongyan City.”

Ye Hongxiu's body trembled almost imperceptibly.

Blood rushed to her head instantly. The wild joy, the excitement of having her suspicions confirmed, and the anxiety about this relationship made her almost lose her footing, her heart pounding as if it would leap from her throat.

A voice screamed wildly in her heart: Found him! She finally found him!

However, the next second, a wrinkled yet incredibly strong hand suddenly seized her wrist.

Her father, Ye Nantian, had squeezed to her side at some point, his face ashen, his eyes filled with disapproving anxiety.

“Hongxiu! Come home with me!”

Ye Nantian's voice was low and suppressed, carrying the undeniable authority of a parent, forcefully dragging her out of the crowd with a grip so strong she couldn't break free.

“That kind of man... he's not someone you can provoke!”

Ye Hongxiu was forcibly dragged away by her father. After returning to their dwelling, Ye Nantian said earnestly:

“Hongxiu, whether that Mr. Lu is the Sword Immortal you're looking for or not, you absolutely cannot get close to him.”

“He's not short of women, and he's certainly not short of young girls like you who impulsively throw themselves at him!”

“That kind of dragon's den, what makes you think you can gain a foothold? With your couple of ancestral sword flourishes?”

“Hongxiu! Listen to your father's advice, don't go! Don't give your heart to a philandering scoundrel. You need to find a man who will be devoted to you.”

He took a breath, his voice filled with deep worry:

“I beg you, find an honest and dependable person, isn't it better to live a stable life? We cannot aspire to someone who lives in the clouds! And we certainly cannot provoke him!”

“Stable?”

Ye Hongxiu suddenly looked up, the suppressed flames in her eyes instantly exploding, burning away confusion, leaving only the fierce resolve of a lone wolf.

“Father! Without power, where is the stability?!”

She abruptly pointed out the window at the floating city still suspended in the sky.

“Look outside! That is stability!”

“That thing, it's not even afraid of nuclear bombs. No insect can destroy it. Entering it means returning to civilized society.”

“And all of this was accomplished by that one person.”

Yu Qiao, standing nearby, wanted to offer a few words of advice, but then saw Ye Hongxiu continue:

“I'm going outside to hunt insects. Don't come over. I need to be alone for a bit.”

Yu Qiao wanted to remind her to be careful, but didn't say it out loud.

Ye Hongxiu disappeared in a blink.

Ye Nantian couldn't help but let out a sigh.

On the outskirts of Mingzhu Base, the former machinery factory had long been swallowed by black mist and various monsters.

Twisted steel bars were exposed, rusted and mottled like congealed scabs of blood.

Ye Hongxiu held a longsword forged from high-strength alloy, its blade reflecting a cold, faint light in the gloom.

Like an enraged lone wolf, she fiercely charged into a swarm of Scythe Mantiss that had not yet fully formed.

“Die! All of you, die!”

The pent-up frustration in her heart, her father's heavy worry, the confusion about the future, and the longing for love—all emotions transformed into scorching fuel, exploding within her chest!

After an outburst of source energy, her slender figure unleashed astonishing power and speed.

Her swordplay was no longer confined to ancestral techniques but became extremely vicious and efficient.

With every step and twist of her waist, she drove the sword's edge along cunningly fatal trajectories, precisely cutting into the most vulnerable gaps where the Scythe Mantis's segmented carapace connected.

One! Two! Hundreds... The fallen insect corpses piled up at her feet, forming a bloody slope.

Suddenly, a piercing sound wave, like a cold awl, abruptly stabbed deep into her soul.