You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

At first, he was really unhappy.

He is a father, so why doesn’t his son come to him for help?

Isn't this obviously making his father lose face?

Is there any father in the world who doesn't want to see his son looking at him with admiring eyes?

At first, when he witnessed his son's extraordinary talent, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride that was hard to conceal in his heart.

After all, this is his own child. The stronger and more outstanding his son is, the more gratified and happy he will feel.

But a series of events that happened later gradually exceeded his expectations.

Especially at that grand conference of a hundred sects, the strength displayed by Liu Yuntian instantly broke the limits of his original cognition.

If Wuji at that time dared to make things difficult for his son, he would definitely turn into a dragon and fight with Wuji.

He even reached out to touch the heart.

But Liu Yuntian, just like in the past, resolved the situation entirely by relying on his own wisdom.

He even displayed a strength comparable to that of a great cultivator.

Although Liu Yuntian's strength at that time was still far behind his after he turned into a dragon,

But even so, it was enough to make him look sideways.

At that time, in addition to being filled with amazement, his mind was filled with anticipation and fantasy of one day in the future.

I hope that I can stand up at the critical moment like those legendary heroes and burst out with endless paternal love.

Staged a touching drama of heroic rescue of the son.

The more powerful a person is, the greater the danger he will encounter.

He estimated that this day would soon come...

However... at this moment, when Liu Yuntian actually stood in front of him,

Everything he saw completely overturned his previous understanding and knowledge of his son.

The glorious scene of fatherly love that I had imagined countless times can no longer be played out.

The idea of ​​showing off fatherly love seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand and could not be released at all.

It seems that this fatherly love must be suppressed in his heart, with nowhere to vent...

If Liu's mother were here at this time and saw Liu Ziqing in such an embarrassing state, she would definitely laugh so hard that she would fall forward and backward.

From the moment Liu Yuntian was born, Liu Ziqing's heart was filled with indescribable conflicting emotions.

As a father, he naturally hoped that Liu Yuntian could become a gifted person and break the shackles of fate that the Liu family had been unable to break free of for thousands of years.

However, at the same time, he was reluctant to see his children surpass him.

After all, he has seen many dark corners in the world and knows that the greater the ability, the heavier the responsibility and pressure.

The Liu family has been deeply rooted in this world for a long time and has been passed down to this day. Even if his generation does not come to complete that great mission, it will not be a big deal.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Liu Ziqing resolutely made up his mind to let Liu Yuntian become a rich young man who enjoys glory and freedom.

What is unexpected is that when Liu Yuntian was still a toddler, his mental maturity was far beyond that of his peers.

What's more, whenever the father and son had a heart-to-heart talk, Liu Ziqing could always keenly sense that his son seemed to be holding something back from him.

It seemed as if that small body hid a deep mind and scheming that even his experienced father could hardly fathom.

As a result, Liu Ziqing's already tangled mood became even more confused and he fell into extreme contradiction.

From then on, the daily life between father and son was no longer warm and harmonious, but was replaced by endless mutual testing and tit-for-tat.

Watching his son use the family's resources to secretly develop his own power.

He was very happy.

But when he found out that these forces were targeting and even sending people to beat him up,

He was unhappy again.

But what?

At this moment, he understood.

My own son...

Not someone you can control.

Just let him do whatever he wants.

He also wanted to see how far his son could go with his own abilities!

...

Wuji tried his best to stabilize his body.

He was seen breathing heavily, tightly gripping the broadsword in his hand and shaking it vigorously.

Just now in the fierce fight with Liu Yuntian, the force exerted by the opponent was beyond imagination.

The powerful impact force was transmitted along the sword to his hand, so that his arm was numb at this moment.

However, Wuji's attention was not focused on the discomfort caused by the violent collision.

Instead, the words Liu Yuntian said before he made his move kept echoing in his mind like a spell.

"Then you have to ask him!"

Wuji frowned slightly, his eyes narrowed into slits, and he muttered to himself: "Ask him..."

Then, Liu Yuntian threw out two more sentences in succession: "You are not the Sword Demon?!"

"But you were holding his knife!"

Liu Yuntian took a deep breath and put the sword back into the scabbard.

He made a motion of drawing a knife, "I never said I was him..."

"I can't represent him..."

"He...can't represent me!"

Wuji opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

But he was immediately interrupted by Liu Yuntian, "Do you like swords?"

Wuji was slightly stunned.

He didn't understand why Liu Yuntian asked such a nonsensical question.

But he nodded anyway.

"Then why do you want to touch Machiavelli?"

"Your sword heart... has long been impure."

When Wuji heard this, he felt as if he was struck by lightning and stood there in a daze.

Because Liu Yuntian's words really touched the cry deep in his heart.

He is not a good Machiavellian.

But he is definitely a good swordsman!

His talent in swordsmanship crushed all the geniuses of his generation.

But his dead brother told him...

For someone who wants to accomplish great things... relying on a sword alone... is not enough... far from enough!

You need to be strategic!

The power of one person is ultimately limited. With millions of people in your hands, the world will eventually submit to you!

When his brother died in his place,

He made up his mind to abandon his sword and follow his plan.

He can't play chess...

But he forced himself to break through every day.

Although he has studied the layout of chess pieces for tens of thousands of years, he is like a child in front of Master Zhenlong.

If you lose, you will bet again, and if you bet again, you will bet again...

He knew he was not cut out for it, but he didn't care!

As long as you work hard...you will achieve success!

"It's a pity that you have such a peerless sword body..."

Liu Yuntian said with a hint of regret,

Then, in front of Wuji's shocked gaze, he added, "This is what someone asked me to tell you."

"Who is it?!" Wuji came back to his senses and asked.

"A man...with a sword."

"He is also... the same person as the Sword Demon!"

As soon as Liu Yuntian finished speaking, his knife had already made a crack.

A terrifying aura burst out from Liu Yuntian.

Wuji could see that this momentum did not come from the sword.

It comes from Liu Yuntian himself.

next moment!

The broadsword in Wuji's hand began to tremble constantly, and continued to make a buzzing sound.

This sword is his natal sword.

The emotion emanating from the broadsword is boundless fear.

It was hard for him to imagine that his sword would have such emotions.

He just wanted to comfort Broadsword, but he didn't even have time to do anything.

The broadsword immediately lost his control.

Instead, it attacked his throat!

"what?!"