1510 A Dangerous Obsession
Since Tian Qiyuan has never been to the Supreme Heaven, Zi Xuan arranged for their meeting somewhere in the Eighth Heaven.
Upon arriving at their designated meeting spot, Tian Qiyuan looked around with his divine sense but couldn't see any buildings or Zi Xuan's presence in a thousand-mile radius. Even weirder, he was in the middle of nowhere.
However, just as he prepared to look around, the empty space before him began to rend apart, as though the very fabric of reality had been cleaved by an unseen force. From this spatial rift, a figure emerged, stepping into the world with an air of otherworldly authority and a face of peerless beauty.
Zi Xuan showed a gentle smile and said, "I created an entrance to my humble world here before I returned to the Supreme Heaven. Please, come inside."
Tian Qiyuan nodded and followed her to her world.
Much like Senior Bai's realm, accessible through the Myriad of Techniques, Zi Xuan's world resided in a separate dimension, far removed from the Ninth Heaven.
But compared to Senior Bai's somewhat empty realm, which consisted entirely of flying pavilions, Zi Xuan's world was a realm of countless swords and a single floating island that housed a solitary building.
The swords hovered in the air like scattered clouds, forming a path that led to the building in the distance.
As Tian Qiyuan followed Zi Xuan, he inspected the swords with his divine sense. Their grades varied from Spirit-grade to Empyrean-grade, yet one thing remained consistent—their excellent quality, all being peak quality swords.
"This is a unique way to display your collection. It's an impressive collection, as well." Tian Qiyuan casually commented on it.
To his surprise, Zi Xuan said, "I'm not actually displaying them. They used to be stored in my vault, but after I learned of the existence of your swords and acquired one for my collection, I couldn't bear to keep them in the same space. So, I tossed them out here."
"Is that so…" Tian Qiyuan mumbled, unsure whether to feel honored by her appreciation for his creations or to sympathize with the unknown maker of the swords she had discarded in such a fashion because of him.
Upon reaching the island, Zi Xuan led him straight to the building and said, "This is my private living quarters. You're the first one ever to visit this place."
"To bring me to such a personal place even though we're practically strangers. I feel honored."
"I don't see you as a stranger," she quickly said.
"I have collected many of your swords and spent many years with them. They say a blacksmith's creation embodies a fragment of their creator's soul, so in a way, we've known each other for a very long time."
The next moment, they stepped into the building. Its interior was opulent yet understated, exuding a sense of luxury without extravagance. The atmosphere was cozy, with a natural soothing aura permeating the air.
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