Chapter 1164: Chapter 163 The Number One Person with Swordsmanship Talent in the Extreme Northern Lands

Listening to Lu Yang speaking to the mysterious voice, Su Yuan felt uneasy. Seizing the moment when no one paid attention to him, he secretly drank a sip of Enlightenment Tea, and immediately felt his limbs and body lighten up as if he didn’t exist, making every movement exceptionally easy.

"This, this is..."

The voice was astonished; throughout his life, he had drunk Enlightenment Tea countless times, but never had a batch been so powerful.

What year’s Enlightenment Tea is this?

There shouldn’t be tea of such caliber in the Extreme Northern Lands. Moreover, what was the identity of the person who could procure such tea effortlessly?

"Exactly who are you?" the voice toned down its arrogance, realizing that Lu Yang’s origins far exceeded its imagination, most likely belonging to someone of equal stature during its life, or perhaps even a more powerful being.

The only beings more powerful would be those in the Transcendance Tribulation Stage.

"When asking someone’s identity, you should introduce yourself first."

The voice sighed deeply, "What you said is very true, but I really have forgotten my identity."

Lu Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, "Then what do you remember?"

"I am a cultivator from the Extreme Northern Lands at the Integration Peak, having faced a great catastrophe, I intended to possess the body of a frozen beggar in the city. Unexpectedly, after possessing it, I fell into a deep sleep, and the little beggar came back to life."

Hearing this, Su Yuan was quite shocked, "That little beggar..."

"Is you."

Su Yuan looked dazed; his childhood memories were very vague and he couldn’t remember what had happened.

"Faced a great catastrophe, what catastrophe?" Lu Yang stroked his chin, curious about the event itself.

"I can’t remember clearly, only that it was an enemy so powerful that it couldn’t be defeated."

The enemy that forced an Integration Peak cultivator to flee by possession was either on par with his own master’s capability or had to be a Pass Tribulation Cultivator.

"Su Yuan, since nothing major is happening at your home, your teacher is relieved." Lu Yang couldn’t obtain more information and prepared to leave.

Su Yuan exclaimed in surprise. Was this really considered nothing major at home?

"Let’s stop here," Lu Yang advised before leaving, "That voice won’t harm you, but don’t take everything he says at face value. He himself just said that you lack experience and don’t understand the dangers of human hearts. You should still take precautions."

"You!" The voice seemed somewhat angry.

Lu Yang pretended not to hear and left Su Yuan’s house.

"Sir, a roasted sweet potato please." On his way back, Lu Yang rubbed his ears and reddened them, pretending to look as cold as the passersby.

"I didn’t notice this before, but Su Yuan’s soul is quite strong," Lu Yang said while eating the sweet potato.

He gently peeled off the crispy skin to reveal the enticingly glossy, orange-yellow flesh inside. The steam slowly rose, condensing into tiny dewdrops in the cold air, mingling with the falling snow, covering Lu Yang’s face. Taking a bite, the soft, glutinous, sweetly fragrant texture enveloped his taste buds.

Su Yuan’s soul had reached Integration Peak, a level no cultivator in Muxue City could discern unless Lu Yang’s own soul fluctuation was at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage; otherwise, the hints were unnoticeable.

"It’s fine, it’s just at the Integration Realm." In the Spiritual Space, Immortal Fairy constructed a semicircular small house out of snow, lazily lying inside, not feeling the cold at all.

"It’s definitely a split personality."

Su Yuan didn’t know that if one were to possess another, he would, just like Lu Yang, engage in conversation with Immortal Fairy in the Spiritual Space using Su Yuan’s body the entire time.

That is to say, that voice was actually Su Yuan as well.

There was only one soul within Su Yuan’s body to corroborate this conclusion.

According to Lu Yang’s conjecture, it was ten years ago that the voice fought a great battle and, upon losing, possessed the body of a deceased beggar in Muxue City.

Whether it was because the voice was gravely injured, or because the beggar’s body was too weak, the possession encountered a mishap; the voice fell into a deep slumber and also lost its memories, splitting off a sliver of soul to become the new beggar, who was Su Yuan.

Now, Su Yuan was cultivating Tiger Roar Fist, and the masculine energy it generated had awakened that voice.

From their brief exchange, the voice had not realized that Su Yuan was another personality of his.

Perhaps the voice would continually tempt Su Yuan, persuading him to accept its power and thus take control of Su Yuan’s body, or maybe Su Yuan would resist the temptation and gain the power of the voice.

The final outcome would depend on Su Yuan’s own choices.

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"Did you hear? Xue Shilou is coming to our Muxue City." During the break in the middle of class, students gathered together, speaking in hushed tones and gesticulating continuously, their eyebrows twitching; it was evident that Xue Shilou held much significance to them.

"That hero Xue Shilou who punishes the wicked and routes out evil?" Gong Che asked excitedly; Xue Shilou’s reputation for upholding justice was well known across the Extreme Northern Lands, and what young person wouldn’t admire him?

He was the number one in Swordmanship Talent in the Extreme Northern Lands, a title alone that could attract countless admirers.

"Yes, that’s him. It’s said he was drawn here by the Sword Qi of that unparalleled Sword Cultivator during the beast tide, wanting to observe those Sword Qi."

"I also heard he was once an opponent of Talent Lu, Lu Yang, is that true?" Shi Yi, very excited, could hardly stay seated.

"It is true. They were opponents at the Sword Inquiry Ceremony held in the Sword Tower. It’s said that among the opponents Talent Lu encountered during that ceremony, aside from Ming Lou, the successor of the Sword Tower, Xue Shilou was the strongest," Gong Che said, his family being cultivators knew more than the average person.

A duel between such formidable opponents was always a captivating topic, especially involving talents like Xue Shilou and Lu Yang, who were renowned throughout both the Extreme Northern Lands and the entire Cultivation World.

Ah, Xue Shilou, Lu Yang was briefly stunned when he heard this name; after hearing Gong Che elaborating, he then recalled who Xue Shilou was.

Indeed, Xue Shilou was a formidable opponent he encountered at the Sword Inquiry Ceremony; against other competitors he would only execute a single sword strike, but to defeat Xue Shilou, he had unleashed three full strikes.

"Alright, stop discussing, class is starting," Lu Yang shouted, the students reluctantly responded, engrossed as they were in their discussions.

The door of the Martial Arts Hall suddenly burst open with a whoosh of cold wind rushing inward, and a swordsman in black appeared, quickly shutting the door.

Xue Shilou sighed in relief; someone had inadvertently recognized him, causing the whole street to swarm with people, and unfamiliar with the place, he could only hide somewhere arbitrarily.

As Xue Shilou turned around, he noticed thirty-three students and sixty-six eyes staring directly at him, which made him somewhat embarrassed.

Suddenly, he noticed the teaching instructor, backed away several steps, nearly tripping over the threshold: "Is it you?"

He hurriedly looked up at the signboard overhead—yes, this was the Martial Arts Hall, not the City Lord’s residence.

"Focus, this gentleman is a friend of the instructor," Lu Yang said calmly, then glanced again at Xue Shilou.

"Keep quiet, don’t interrupt my class; we can talk after it’s over."

Xue Shilou nodded woodenly.