My Wife is A Sword God

Is this possible?

Qin Feng’s eyes widened.

To him, the special abilities of his eyes were like a cheat, and he had always wanted to understand the peculiar reasons behind his unique pupils. However, despite going through numerous books, none of them mentioned a single word about his extraordinary eyes.

Then the white phantom began to speak slowly.

In the beginning of chaos, there was no heaven or earth, no sun or moon. There was one thing that was mixed together, and it was born before Heaven and Earth. It was called First Born Qi.

From the void, Dao emerged and gave birth to Yin and Yang. Yin and Yang merged to form the Three Bodies, and the Three Bodies give birth to all things.

“Primordial Qi, also known as First Born Qi, is the origin of all things and the foundation of cultivation. However, with the changes in the world, this Primordial Qi has been transformed into various forms and scattered throughout the world.”

“However, some individuals possess innate talents, and the Primordial Qi is born with them, circulating in their blood and flesh, and manifesting as unique abilities in their bodies.”

“If I am not mistaken, your eyes are the manifestation of the condensed Primordial Qi.”

Qin Feng suddenly realized that the reason his eyes were mystical was because of this so-called Primordial Qi.

‘But that doesn’t make sense. According to what the saint said, the Primordial Qi is hidden in the flesh and blood from birth. Why didn’t it show any signs for over a decade until I crossed over?’ Qin Feng was confused.

He wanted to ask, but he was afraid that his secret as a transmigrator would be revealed, so despite his curiosity, he gritted his teeth and swallowed the question.

“By the way, Senior, how should I call you?”

The white phantom lifted his head slightly, as if remembering something: “My name is bound by the restrictions of heaven and earth. Even if I tell you, you won’t be able to pronounce it. Just call me Xuan Yi.”

“Then I will address you as Senior Xuan. May I ask if Senior Xuan has any wishes or tasks he would like to entrust to future generations? Although my abilities are limited, I am willing to contribute a humble effort for Senior.” Qin Feng expressed his sincere willingness.

Xuan Yi’s shadow flickered slightly, becoming slightly weaker.

Seeing this, Qin Feng felt a sense of sadness. It seemed` that the remnants of a sage’s soul only had a short time left in this world.

At the thought of Senior Xuan sacrificing himself, sealing heaven and earth, repelling ancient gods and demons, and yet leaving behind only the title of Saint without even a name, Qin Feng couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease.

The white phantom spoke faintly, “Tell me about the current situation of the human race.”

Even though his soul was about to dissolve into heaven and earth, Senior Xuan was still worried about the fate of the human race. Qin Feng’s heart was filled with admiration.

He continued to recount the current situation of the human race, fearing that Senior Xuan’s soul might disappear before he finished.

Fortunately, Senior Xuan persevered until he heard every word.

“Good.” Xuan spoke a single word lightly, and a clear aura echoed in Qin Feng’s mind.

In ancient times, the human race was weak, and the cultivation methods were imperfect.

Only a few people had the same power as him and could fight against powerful demons and gods.

However, in Qin Feng’s story, Xuan Yi seemed to have glimpsed the future of the human race. Even if the Seals of Heaven and Earth were to be broken again, and even if his old friends were no longer in the world, the human race would still have the power to fight! 

Isn’t that what he wanted to see before he departed?

As the word “good” fell, Xuan Yi’s figure gradually dissipated like a flickering firefly.

Seeing this, Qin Feng’s eyes turned red.

He understood that Senior Xuan must have fulfilled his wish, and the last power of his soul had disappeared, so he could no longer remain in the world. 

Seeing the white phantom on the Heart Questioning Platform completely disappear, Qin Feng knelt on his knees and sobbed, “Senior Xuan, please rest assured. Even if the demons and gods return to the world, we will find a way to overcome it.”

As the words fell, a voice suddenly shouted, “Leave? Leave what?”

Huh?

Qin Feng could hardly believe his ears. As he slowly lifted his head, he saw that Senior Xuan, who was supposed to have disappeared, had reappeared as a white phantom?

“Uh, I thought Senior Xuan’s soul energy had dissipated, and that’s why you disappeared. After all, that’s what you said before.”

“My remnant soul may indeed dissipate at any time, but as long as I use the Primordial Qi in your eyes, I can continue to exist for another hundred years. That’s why I left my humble house with you.”

A hundred years? Isn’t that longer than my life? Hurry up and give me back the emotions that you stirred up in me earlier, Qin Feng’s eyelids twitched.

“But my remnant soul is indeed too weak, so I can fall into a deep sleep from time to time. That’s why I didn’t appear before.”

As the words fell, the white phantom pointed, and a crystal clear bead of white light appeared on the Heart Questioning Platform.

“If you want to find me, touch this white bead. At that time, I will appear.”

After saying these words, Xuan Yi’s phantom disappeared, leaving only a floating white bead in its place.

At that moment, someone entered the room, and Qin Feng’s consciousness withdrew from the Divine Sea. He turned around to see Liu Jianli, dressed in white, approaching with a tea set.

“I heard from Ningshuang that you’ve been teaching at the academy from morning till night these days. So I brewed a pot of tea especially for you.” Liu Jianli brushed the hair next to her ear and parted her red lips slightly.

“Thank you.” Qin Feng took the teacup, blew in his breath, and drank it slowly.

His thoughts also returned to the present, “Now, there are more and more students at the Poor Scholar Academy, and I really can’t handle it alone.”

Perhaps because he had lectured too much, Qin Feng’s voice was slightly hoarse.

Liu Jianli listened with a trace of worry in her eyes.

“Why not find more people to teach? In the Myriad Sword Sect, many disciples were not only taught by the peak masters of their respective peaks.”

“Hmm?” Qin Feng’s eyes lit up. 

Yes, an outsider can see more clearly. Why didn’t he think of recruiting more teachers for the Poor Scholar Academy?

He immediately stood up, hugged Liu Jianli beside him, and said excitedly, “Wife, you really woke me up.”

Liu Jianli’s cheeks turned rosy. Even though they had been married for a long time and had become a couple, she still felt a bit at a loss at such times. However, the softness in her eyes couldn’t be dispelled.

“I’ll be happy if I can help you.”

“Of course, you really helped me a lot.”

But there was a problem: although he had a solution, Qin Feng was puzzled about where to find teaching staff.

The Great Qin Dynasty worshipped martial arts, and it was inherently weak in literature and there were even fewer people capable of teaching.

Of course, he could go to the Grand Literature Academy to look for a few, but it’s definitely not that easy.

After all, there are too many people in Grand Literature Academy who are haughty, and most of them may be like that young man surnamed Li, who admire the powerful and influential.

Letting such people come to teach at Poor Scholar Academy is not a blessing for the academy, but a disaster.

“Is there anyone I can trust and bring to the academy successfully?”

Thinking like this, Qin Feng’s eyes lit up, and the images of two people appeared in his mind.

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