Chapter 2: The Unwanted Son-in-law, Su Yi

"Look, that's Su Yi!"

"Just a year ago, he was the Sword Master of the Qinghe Sword Sect's Outer Sect, gaining fame and recognition. But due to an incident, he lost his cultivation and became the son-in-law of the Wen family. It's pitiful."

"It's such a shame for Wen Lingzhao, such a great beauty and widely acknowledged as the number one beauty in our Guangling City, to marry such a waste. Sigh!"

...

It was dismissal time.

As figures emerged from the Songyun Sword Mansion, both men and women couldn't help but show a hint of surprise when they caught sight of Su Yi in the distance. Discussions and whispers filled the air.

Su Yi's lips curved with a touch of helplessness, finding it somewhat amusing.

It had been a long time since he had experienced this kind of "treatment."

Recalling his past life, the land of the Nine Provinces in the Great Wilderness, countless charming figures competed for supremacy.

The Six Great Dao Sects stood tall, overlooking the mortal realm.

The Three Demon Sects dominated, bringing chaos to the world.

There were gods and buddhas from various realms, commanding the winds and clouds, unfurling the curtain of a great era, with the rivers and mountains stained in blood like a painting.

However, in the face of the unchallenged ruler of the Great Wilderness, who had suppressed the entire Nine Provinces for a hundred and eighty thousand years, only Su Wanjun stood alone!

Even the existence of the 'Imperial Realm,' standing at the pinnacle of the Qingming, had to lower their eyebrows and respectfully address him as "Your Majesty."

"If those old guys from my past life were to see this scene, they would probably burst into laughter..."

Su Yi shook his head inwardly.

At this moment, he stood tall and slender, with a clear and refined face. Wearing a green robe, he stood with hands behind his back, exuding an air of tranquility and leisure.

"However, they are right about one thing. I am indeed not what I used to be..."

Su Yi's eyes narrowed slightly as he fell into contemplation.

This body of his originally belonged to a neglected illegitimate son of the Su family in the imperial capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

At the age of five, his mother, Lady Ye Yu, fell seriously ill and passed away, leaving this world.

At the age of fourteen, he entered the Qinghe Sword Sect in the Yunhe County to cultivate.

In just two years, at the age of sixteen, he rose to become the top disciple of the Qinghe Sword Sect's Outer Sect, earning the reputation of "Outer Sect Sword Master."

However, due to an incident, he lost his cultivation.

Not long after, under the arrangements of the Su family's power in the imperial capital, he became the son-in-law of one of the three major clans in the Guangling City, the Wen family.

"But regardless of the past or the present, who knows that the current me is no longer the me of before..."

Unusual emotions surged in Su Yi's heart, and an indescribable light flickered deep within his eyes.

Clang!

As if sensing Su Yi's thoughts, a pure and cold sword resonance echoed in his mind and then fell silent.

It was a mysterious immortal sword.

Its name was "Nine Hells"!

This sword was imprisoned by nine layers of "Divine Chains."

A year ago, on the night before the "Sword Trial" in the Qinghe Sword Sect,

When Su Yi's cultivation broke through to the "Gathering Qi" realm, a phantom of the "Nine Hells Sword" quietly appeared in his mind.

But in exchange, he lost all his cultivation.

This was the true reason why Su Yi lost his cultivation in the first place.

During the year he entered the Wen family, Su Yi spent his days and nights trying to comprehend the Nine Hells Sword in his mind, attempting to unlock its secrets.

And just three days ago, during another attempt to communicate with the Nine Hells Sword, Su Yi unexpectedly broke the first seal on the sword.

With this, he awakened the memories belonging to the previous life of "Su Wanjun."

"Seventeen years in a dream, only now do I realize who I am. It's like a dream in the Southern Pavilion, so indescribable!"

Su Yi muttered to himself.

Currently, he was only seventeen years old, in the prime of his youth, filled with youthful vigor, like the rising sun, full of hope.

"The current situation may be difficult and oppressive, but with the experiences and means from my previous life, changing everything is not a big problem at all."

Su Yi stood with his hands behind his back, and as his gaze shifted, occasionally, he exuded a profound and worldly aura that didn't match his age. It was a kind of indifference left behind after experiencing the vicissitudes of life.

"No rush. The purpose of my reincarnation this time is to break through the cultivation barriers encountered in my previous life and achieve the supreme path of the sword."

"Now, the world is still intact, and my youth is still ahead of me. Sooner or later, I will return to the Great Wilderness of the Nine Provinces and settle the debts from my previous life with those evildoers!"

Images from his previous life quietly surfaced in Su Yi's mind.

There was the Battle Emperor Vimoksha, the Queen Qingtang, the Golden-winged Roc, the Feather Transmutation Sword Court, and the Six Great Dao Sects...

Hmm?

Suddenly, Su Yi became aware and raised his eyes to look towards the gate of the Songyun Sword Mansion.

It was dismissal time, and numerous young boys and girls walked out, creating a lively and noisy atmosphere, exuding the youthful energy that belonged to young people.

But at this moment, the previously bustling atmosphere fell silent.

At the entrance of the Songyun Sword Mansion, the crowd parted quietly, making way for a young girl.