Published at 12th of June 2026 6:23 am

Chapter 4432: Gift (Part 2)

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He spoke with a laugh, stuffing the sword cognition into his own body.

Forcing such a powerful sword cognition into a frail body was absurd, it was only because Bazhun’an had not acted, otherwise this new body of Dao Qiongcang would have shattered.

"What are you doing!" Xu Xiaoshou’s face darkened, "Who told you to keep the sword cognition?"

Elder Dao the Flamboyant truly had a knack for sneaking around, not even sure if he did it on purpose or it was just instinctively to hold back on certain things.

A severed hand about to touch Bazhun’an could actually summon Bazhun’an.

Who knows what tricks could be played if the sword cognition was placed on Dao Qiongcang? It might just be a plan that benefits him while harming Saint Servant or First Pavilion in the Sky.

Xu Xiaoshou wouldn’t stand idly by and let Elder Dao the Flamboyant mess around: "Hand it over!"

"Certainly."

Dao Qiongcang, without missing a beat, handed over the sword cognition to Lord Shou.

Seeing him crush the sword cognition with a single blow, his face left with only helplessness and regret, he muttered, "Such a good sword cognition, gone just like that, it might have turned into my Great Summoning Technique at a crucial moment."

Thinking of practicing the Great Summoning Technique?

Go and learn from Xiang Yaoyao yourself!

Xu Xiaoshou shattered Dao Qiongcang’s new body with one blow, preventing him from replicating anything after touching the sword cognition.

He then fashioned a new body for Elder Dao the Flamboyant, ignoring the latter’s plaintive look, he only looked back at Bazhun’an:

"Each to their own."

"I call you bro, you call me lord."

"The Saint Servant can be in the new Heavenly Realm, can be in Apricot Realm, or any other place you wish to be, but it cannot be disbanded."

Dao Qiongcang’s words were entirely ignored by Bazhun’an.

He listened to what Xu Xiaoshou said, pondered briefly, then nodded with a smile:

"Alright."

His figure grew even dimmer.

Bazhun’an didn’t have much time left.

What he wanted to say was temporarily complete, seeing the matter settled, he intended to take his leave.

"Hold on a minute!"

Dao Qiongcang squatted on the ground, drawing some pattern with a branch.

Not a single trace of spiritual source was in his body, weakened to the extreme, even unable to present a divine pattern in three dimensions.

Once he finished drawing, he tossed the branch away, and without looking back gestured to the two:

"Come over."

Xu Xiaoshou leaned over and squatted, unsure what this elder was concocting again.

Bazhun’an also turned to look, seeing a roughly sketched tavern on the ground, a flag planted in the front.

"Four Directions Tavern."

Dao Qiongcang rubbed his hands like flies, eager like a child playing house.

Pointing at the tavern on the ground, he turned back with eyes filled with excitement: "Well, what do you think?"

Both were bewildered, Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t help but ask:

"What is this?"

"Just a name!"

"The three of us?"

"Of course, unless you’re going to the Heavenly Realm, it’s ’the three of us’ outwardly?"

The Heavenly Realm, still unfound to this day.

And the new Heavenly Realm, still unspoken.

This fellow Dao Qiongcang’d been dwelling on matters after the Heavenly Realm or new Heavenly Realm from the start, Xu Xiaoshou sensed something odd, not without reason.

"Why call it ’Four Directions Tavern’?"

"Heh heh..."

"Speak!"

"Hee hee..."

"Do you believe I’ll bash you?"

"No please, Lord Shou, the divine pattern cannot be revealed~"

Dao Qiongcang squatted, grinning cheekily, refusing to say a word.

Xu Xiaoshou squatted too, clenching his fists, staring at this cheeky guy, ready to strike.

Bazhun’an just stood behind the two watching this scene, inexplicably finding it absurd, was it really right to mingle with these two?

"Seems we’re just three people?" He interjected.

Dao Qiongcang turned his head: "Two generations of Sword Deity Qiu Wuqi, Saint Servant Nine Thrones eleven people."

Bazhun’an: "..."

Playing like this... Xu Xiaoshou thought it wasn’t so simple: "Then why not ’Five Directions Tavern’, or ’Five Circles Tavern’?"

"Heh heh~"

Dao Qiongcang’s lips barely curved.

Xu Xiaoshou punched him, smashing his head.

But this guy had unknowingly cultivated the first wisp of spiritual strength, his head crushed yet body unscathed, a mouth growing below his navel lamented:

"Lord Shou, don’t hit me, don’t ask either."

"Just let me sell a mystery, consider it a ’gift’."

"Maybe in ten years, maybe in a hundred thousand years, when you inadvertently open this gift, the surprise Lord Shou’ll receive will be greater than now."

How can I wait that long?

Xu Xiaoshou was bothered without clear answers, Dao Qiongcang might be plotting something, though it seemed only a name.

"Just call it ’Four Directions Tavern’!"

Bazhun’an spoke up, he could barely hold on, he had to go.

Traversing countless spacetime, unsure if he was in the past or future, striving to send a wisp of consciousness, the consumption was already immense.

Debating on such trivialities, allowing the energy to deplete on the way home could lead to ruin, not impossible to perish.

These matters can be discussed again after I return.

"Lord Shou periodically opens the river of the Way of the Sword, guiding me, I can see, Dao Qiongcang need not recall the guidance." Bazhun’an was barely discernible, a mere fog.

You can see?

Xu Xiaoshou was taken aback, his mouth agape, and had only left: "Alright."

He was reminded of something: "By the way, I’ll give you a spacetime coordinate, if on your way back you pass near, you can go and investigate for me."

"Alright."

Xu Xiaoshou then transmitted a rough coordinate, perceived during the Dao Transformation Sea’s final-stage, suspected to be the voice of Nuozu.

It was an exceedingly vast range, finding someone would take considerable effort, best if encountered, if not, then so be it.

"Who?"

The voice of the Eighth was blurred, seemingly swept away by the wind.

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