Dethrone me, I don't want the throne anymore, why are you so angry?

Chapter 353 How can the world have two perfect laws?

Ye Yu's spiritual consciousness probed into the storage ring, where a sword embryo with azure blue light shining all over was floating quietly.

The Qiu Shui Sword that was originally given to Qin Ruoxian was the body, and the Qiu Shui Sword embryo that Ye Yu obtained from the Xu family's ancestral land was the soul.

Ye Yu now only has the sword spirit but no sword body, so naturally there is no way for him to fuse it with the Qiu Shui Sword.

On the other side, Qin Ruoxian had already arrived at Ku Yue Island and learned about Ye Yu from Qin Wushuang.

At this moment, Qin Wushuang was cautiously looking at Qin Ruoxian, whose face was ashen, and said softly, "Ruoxian, I'm doing this for your own good, don't be angry."

Qin Ruoxian glared at Qin Wushuang and gritted her teeth, "Why do you want to interfere in my affairs? I have my own plans for Ye Yu and I!"

Qin Wushuang trembled all over and lowered his head silently.

Seeing Qin Wushuang like this, Qin Ruoxian's heart trembled, "Father, are you afraid of me?"

Qin Wushuang was stunned for a moment, nodded subconsciously, and then shook his head, "No, no, you are the Saint of Yaochi, and you are also my daughter. How could I be afraid of you?"

Having said that, anyone could see that Qin Wushuang's smile was a little forced.

Beneath the forced smile was a hint of fear.

Qin Ruoxian couldn't help but have tears in her eyes. The Qin Wushuang at this moment was completely different from the Qin Wushuang in her memory.

It’s unknown when it started, but the originally confident Qin King Qin Wushuang has also had his edges smoothed out.

Now, even when facing his own biological daughter, the first identity that comes to his mind is the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi.

"Father, don't be like this, I am your daughter." Qin Ruoxian said bitterly.

Qin Wushuang scratched his head helplessly and said, "Father... I know, I know. My daughter has great potential. She has become the Saint of Yaochi and can protect us."

Seeing Qin Wushuang like this, Qin Ruoxian was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say next. After a long sigh, she said: "Father, I will make my own decisions on my own. Don't worry about me. I will not lose my identity as the Saint of Yaochi. Don't worry."

Hearing this, Qin Wushuang's eyes suddenly lit up. Qin Ruoxian's words were very clear.

She could only choose one between the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi and Ye Yu, and she chose the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi.

"Okay, okay, you guys solve your own problems. I won't worry about it. You just have a good rest." Qin Wushuang smiled as he trotted away, obviously in a very good mood.

Qin Ruoxian looked at Qin Wushuang's departing back, sighed, took out the Qiu Shui Sword and stroked it gently.

When Qin Ruoxian arrived at Yaochi, the Qiu Shui Sword was recognized by people, and naturally, Qin Ruoxian also knew about Ye Yu.

Ye Yu's matter is very complicated, not just the Xu and Ye families...

"Brother Yu, I'm sorry, I may not be able to be with you anymore." Qin Ruoxian said bitterly, with two lines of tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

Qin Ruoxian knew that Ye Yu would face huge troubles in the future. He needed help, the identity of the Saint of Yao Chi, and the help of Yao Chi.

However, a saint cannot marry; this has been the rule of Yao Chi since ancient times.

If I put aside my status, how can I help you?

If I don't let go of my status, how can I be with you...

How can one have the best of both worlds?

Qin Ruoxian gently stroked the Qiu Shui sword in her hand, and her eyes gradually became firm.

"Come on, let me try your sword moves." Seeing Ye Yu fall silent, Li Daoyi suddenly spoke.

Ye Yu nodded immediately, slowly stood up, held the Zixiao Sword in his hand again, and then slowly raised it.

Seeing this, Li Daoyi frowned, but did not say anything, allowing Ye Yu to chop him with the sword.

The sharp sword energy burst out, and along with the sword heart, the broken swords around seemed to be summoned at this moment, all rising up, and along with the slashing of the Zixiao Sword, they all attacked Li Daoyi.

In this sword strike, Ye Yu did not use the power of cause and effect, but simply used the sword's force.

Li Daoyi did the same. Looking at the sword light rushing towards him, he raised his hand and swung it. His whole body seemed to turn into a sharp sword. The sword light condensed by Ye Yu had not yet touched Li Daoyi before it was chopped into pieces by an even sharper sword energy.

Ye Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. Ever since he mastered this sword technique, although he had not used any spiritual power, this was the first time that someone had taken it so easily.

"Indeed, you have strong killing intent and precise movements. Moreover, the quality of your sword energy is impeccable. If you add spiritual power, this sword can be compared to a magic-level spiritual skill." Li Daoyi nodded with satisfaction, "You are definitely not a mid-grade spiritual root."

All cultivators know that spiritual roots are the foundation of a cultivator.

The quality of spiritual roots affects everything about a cultivator, the most intuitive of which is his spiritual power.

But in the same way, whether it is swordsmanship or soul, they are all inextricably linked to spiritual roots, but they are not as obvious as spiritual power cultivation.

Ye Yu's sword strike was definitely not something that could be swung by someone with a mid-grade spiritual root.

Hearing this, Ye Yu's eyes darkened and he looked deeply at Li Daoyi in front of him, while the Xu Tian Ding in his body began to move quietly.

"I don't know how you managed to avoid the perception of the seven-colored glass stone, and I'm not interested in knowing. But since you've come to Cangjian Peak, your sword can't be so weak, and you can't insult the reputation of Cangjian Peak." Li Daoyi said with a serious face.

Ye Yu was stunned, but he did not let down his guard at all.

It has become Ye Yu's instinct to speculate on other people's intentions with the greatest malice.

Feeling the vigilance in Ye Yu's eyes, Li Daoyi didn't care at all, but asked, "Did you comprehend this sword move by yourself?"

Ye Yu nodded and said, "Yes, but I always feel like something is missing."

Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Li Daoyi's eyes. He didn't expect that Ye Yu had noticed it.

Generally, when a person understands or discovers something, he or she will subconsciously think that it is perfect. Even if it has flaws, one can only feel it from what others say.

Few people are able to detect the problem on their own.

"I feel a strong murderous aura from your sword. You want to kill me with one strike. You gave up all your sword moves just for this one strike, but you are not fast enough." Li Daoyi said.

"Not fast enough?" Ye Yu was stunned. He gave up the sword moves, but it was not fast enough. What was the problem?

"Draw your sword, and try again." Li Daoyi said.

Ye Yu nodded, tightened his grip on the Zixiao Sword again, and slowly raised it.

"Stop! It's here." Li Daoyi looked at Ye Yu's raised arms.

Ye Yu also turned his head and saw that his hand was holding the Zixiao Sword high.

"This is your problem. Your instinct tells you that if you want to maximize the power of the strike, you must concentrate your strength, but in fact, it is not necessary. All of this is useless." Li Daoyi said with a wave of his hand.

A huge sword beam dozens of feet long suddenly appeared.

"Discard your instincts and let your every move drive the sword's momentum, rather than deliberately striking."