"I think you know why I am here." "I do?" Su Yang raised his eyebrows in a puzzled manner, looking genuinely puzzled by her claim. Disciple Fei trembled with fury before slamming her hand against the table, her voice rising in frustration, "That sword technique you used during the deathmatch—!" Su Yang remained calm and tilted his head, looking even more puzzled. "That sword technique? What about it?" "Still acting dumb? That was my family's technique! Why do you know it?!" Su Yang finally smiled and said, "Your family? I thought your surname was Fei? Meanwhile, that sword technique—" Disciple Fei finally understood why Su Yang was playing dumb and interrupted him, "Okay! Fine! You were right! My real surname is Ouyang! Are you happy now?!" Su Yang chuckled lightly and said, "Truthfully, I was just toying with you for a bit of amusement. I never needed you to admit anything—I'd already confirmed your identity long ago." Disciple Ouyang looked at him with a dumbfounded face. "W-What are you planning? Why did you show me my family's technique? And more importantly, how did you learn it? Only those from the main bloodline are allowed to learn that sword technique!" "No real reason. I just wanted to tease you a bit," Su Yang said while shrugging. "Do you honestly expect me to believe that?!" "No, nor do I care if you believe me or not." Disciple Ouyang gritted her teeth before asking, "How did you learn it?" "I traveled around the Divine Heavens before I became a disciple here, and I just happened to meet someone from your Ouyang Family. Of course, it was that person who taught me the sword technique." "Outrageous! Nobody in the family would be sane enough to teach the family's sword technique to a stranger! Even the Family Head would be executed if caught!" "Again, I don't expect you to believe me." Su Yang shook his head before continuing, "Anyway, I've answered enough questions. Why don't you answer some of mine, too? It'd only be fair." Before Disciple Ouyang could even respond, Su Yang asked, "Why did you come to the Boundless Yin Yang Sect? And did you come here without letting your family know? I said this before, during our first encounter, but your family hates dual cultivators. There's no way they'd let one of their own join one." Disciple Ouyang sneered, "So what if I came here without their permission or knowledge? I don't intend on staying here for too long, anyway. In fact, I'll be leaving soon." However, Su Yang didn't appear to be surprised to learn that she'd be leaving the sect soon, almost as if he'd already anticipated it. "So, why did you come here in the first place?" he asked, his expression genuinely puzzled. "..." Disciple Ouyang fell silent, her gaze dropping as if weighed down by the past. For a moment, it seemed she might say nothing at all. But after carrying the burden for so many years, she finally decided to reveal it to someone, "Because a dual cultivator destroyed my family." "He didn't just destroy my family—he shattered the lives of others too by bewitching my grandmother right before her wedding. Because of him, my mother and grandmother had to endure years of mockery and scorn from every direction." "Do you know what it's like to be called the child of a whore? My mother had to listen to such insults ever since she was born." Disciple Ouyang clenched her teeth in anger as she recalled the injustice her mother had faced. Su Yang remained silent as he listened to Disciple Ouyang's words. Long before he became the man he was today, he had been a carefree playboy, seducing women and engaging in dual cultivation without a second thought, blind to the consequences his actions would leave behind. Though that chapter of his life was brief, it left behind a trail of devastation across the Divine Heavens—wounds so deep that even now, they likely remain unhealed. "As for why I came to this sect… honestly, even I'm not sure anymore," Disciple Ouyang said, her voice laced with bitterness. "Maybe I wanted to see for myself what ruined my family—maybe even try to understand it. But so far, I've found nothing worth admiring in dual cultivators. You're all the same—driven by lust, with minds clouded by nothing but desire." Su Yang could only smile at her rude remarks, as they were not too far from the truth. "I honestly can't understand what my grandmother ever saw in that dual cultivator, especially when he was already infamous for being a heartbreaker and a shameless playboy." "Love is sometimes irrational like that," Su Yang suddenly commented. "Huh? Love? What kind of bullshit is that?" Disciple Ouyang frowned. "Why else would she throw away the wedding and her future like that if not for love? You said it yourself—that she was bewitched. Although I cannot tell you what she liked that about dual cultivator, I am confident that she loved him." Disciple Ouyang could only suck her teeth at his comment. "Love? Don't make me laugh. Do cultivators even understand what love is?" "Why wouldn't we?" Su Yang replied calmly. "We have hearts too… and we feel just as deeply as anyone else. However, because of the nature of our cultivation, it's much harder for us to feel love in the first place, which, if you ask me, makes it all the more special when we do." "Hmph. Even more nonsense. Forget it. If you're not going to tell me how you learned the sword technique, I have no reason to stay here." With that, Disciple Ouyang stood up and left. Su Yang remained seated and didn't even try to stop her. Once he could no longer sense her presence, Su Yang looked at where she'd been sitting and sighed inwardly, 'Oh, Lufei, did you pass away without telling your child anything? Ah, whatever. Although I was unable to protect your daughter, I'll try to keep an eye on your granddaughter.'