13 Legendary Blade That Ends All Sorrow

Zhou Yan, Ning'er, and Ping'er were talking to each other as he fed both the stunning maidens slices of hare with his Blade's Essence. On several occasions, he did not hesitate to mouth feed both the young maidens. This very gesture of compassion of 'serving' the two maidens had undoubtedly touched their hearts.

However, unknown to the two, this gesture was merely a simple and unspectacular task to Zhou Yan.

The roasted hare was seasoned with wild pepper and salt as the fragrant scent of herbs emanated through the air. As the prodigal heir of the ancient sage of the Art of the Formless Fist, every task felt almost natural to Zhou Yan while he had lived in the wild. This was because he had inherited the archives of the sage's memories. 

Moreover, he found it easier to understand the complexity of the Formless Fist's Ways of The Sword in the thick and dense forest. 

This simple meal of roasted hare filled the bellies of both ladies. They were indescribably content by the meal. 

It was also at this moment that Zhou Yan took out his hand-carved effigy and proceeded to open its hidden compartment. He pulled out a ring. 

Zhou Yan opened up the ring which revealed the resources his father had stored for him. There was not much. However, it contained plenty of daily supplies. Also stored within it was a legendary sword that belonged to his father but had never been used. This blade was named 'Sorrow's Breaker.' 

The reputation of Sorrow's Breaker had been unrivalled. However, its black, dark blade was not covered with thin webs of cracks and its design was a little old-fashioned. However, this did little to nothing in hiding the extremely cold, sharp glint of the blade's edge.

These were the final resources left behind by his father. Heartfelt feelings were deeply ingrained and hidden behind his father's final words that were spoken to him back then. Although these warm feelings were from his father's heart, he had clearly felt every last ounce of his father's genuine emotion.

Perhaps it was due to the deep roots of a father-child bond, or maybe it was because Zhou Yan had inherited the soul and will of the ancient sage which infused itself within his soul, changing its very own nature. 

Zhou Yan ignored that as he was focused on sensing everything that was stored in the ring. The main goal of taking this extremely precious and invaluable Spatial Ring of Infinity was to find out what resources were stored in it for him to advance his progress by leaps and bounds in an extremely short amount of time.

Since Zhou Yan's relationship with both ladies was extremely close, he felt no need to hide this very action from them.

The only thing was that he discovered very little resources he could use for his training progression. Instead, he found two long, light purple, silk-woven dresses from the ring.

The embroidery on the dresses looked normal. However,a strong spiritual affinity could be detected from these dresses.

Zhou Yan was stunned. As he lifted his head up, he took out a completed hand-carved effigy from the Spatial Ring of Infinity. After comparing the different clothing designs of both effigies, he was immediately struck by a wave of sudden realization that the dresses had actually belonged to his mother.

From his memories, the woman had never turned around, and he had only remembered how the woman's back looked like but somehow did not recall her face.

Even from his father's carvings, it appeared he had never seen the front of the woman too.

"Master is this… the legendary, Spatial Ring of Infinity, which has absolutely no end to how much it can hold?" said Ping'er as she approached her master while patting her stomach.

"Indeed."

Zhou Yan nodded, as his gaze drifted from her belly to the tattered dress that had been torn by the thorny shrubs and bushes earlier. The pale green silk dress was covered in tears and stained with spots of dried blood.

Zhou Yan glanced over at Ning'er after looking at Ping'er's tattered dress from earlier. Ning'er's condition was more or less the same. Her beautiful feet were completely stained with blood. It was a hysterical scene, indeed.

Initially, he had intended to showcase this Spatial Ring of Infinity to both women. However, he no longer had the heart to do so, and hence, he took out the two extremely stunning silk-woven dresses.

"Ping'er, Ning'er, I assume these dresses were my mother's favorites while she was still alive. They have a certain spiritual affinity. The both of you can change into them."

"Ah...master, this… this is not right."

"Zhou Yan, these were your mother's dresses, how can we put them on?"

Both Ping'er and Ning'er voiced their strong refusal.

"It's only natural for people dear to me to use such beloved items. Besides, both your dresses are torn and tattered. They are a bit revealing now. Even though it offers my eyes great pleasure, however, when we leave this forest, it would be a huge loss for me if anyone were to see you both in this state."

Zhou Yan chuckled loudly while placing the dresses in both Ping'er and Ning'er's hands.

It would be impossible for both the maidens to not feel the compassion and love offered by Zhou Yan. As young maidens, due to their lack of experience, their first relationship was considered very important to them. In the light of a natural genius who showed them such genuine love and care, along with Zhou Yan's sweet talk, they were undeniably touched by his actions. 

At this moment, both women felt tears well up in their eyes.

To a woman, the feelings of physical affection could be insignificant. However, the gesture alone was definitely unforgettable. Let alone with something as precious as these dresses with such strong spiritual affinity was most definitely not a regular item that could ever be compared to. 

Something as precious and invaluable as these dresses were being gifted so generously to them…

Zhou Yan might have thought nothing of statement earlier, 'for people dear to me,' but it felt extremely heartwarming and touching to them. 

…

Zhou Yan sat up in a tree in the deepest part of the forest. As he gazed into the distance, he saw a scene at the waterfall that calmed his heart.

Two extremely stunning, beautiful maidens were bathing and changing at the waterfall. This was a scene that would stir up excitement in anyone's heart. However, Zhou Yan was not bothered to watch.

Although the waterfall was not huge, the streams were powerful and rapid. The sides of the waterfall were narrow. A huge boulder was blocking the sides as it seemed to be a dangerous area.

After Zhou Yan sent the two of them over to the waterfall, he could no longer see where they had wandered off to. He picked a secluded spot, which only allowed him to see the movements of their angelic, stunningly smooth and beautiful arms. In rare intervals, the arms would peek out ever so slightly.

Zhou Yan was extremely tempted by his raging feelings of lust as he imagined the scene behind the rocky walls.

As he had gradually become older, the fifteen-year-old boy began to have a very interesting imagination.

…

Even though Ping'er was also a lady, staring at Ning'er who had godlike beauty, Ping'er could not help but admire her insanely captivating beauty.

"Sister Ning'er, you truly are extremely beautiful. I am ashamed to fight against such beauty."

Ping'er did not hide her thoughts as she spoke in a soft tone.

A ray of mystifying bright light seemed to radiate from Ning'er's glimmering, moon-shaped eyes. As she snapped out of her trance after a brief moment, she replied with a smile, "This is nothing more than a physical, outer appearance. You know, you're actually better than me, to be able to casually follow your master without a single worry. I, on the other hand, seem to have way too many concerns."

"Even till now, I have no clue as to who I really am, not to mention, my parents and relatives. They are a bigger mystery to me..."

"However, Ping'er is useless. When those people were bullying my master, I was no help to him at all. Instead, I was cowering in fear behind my master. I didn't even have the basic courage to face those people."

Ping'er was blaming herself, and it seemed that the better her master treated her, the more she would blame herself.

These were extremely conflicting feelings.

…

As he watched from a distance, the purple dressed ladies that stood atop the rocky walls resembled goddesses descending from the heavens with the rapid streams of water flowing down beside them. Zhou Yan felt the utmost joy as he stared at their natural, flawless beauty.

He felt pretty amazing as these beautiful maidens actually belonged to him. His heart was ecstatic.

With a single flick of his wrist, the Sorrow's Breaker flew out of his palm with a swift, clean 'swoosh.' As he stood on the edge of the blade, with the little support from the flying blade, he flew towards the direction of the entrancingly captivating maidens.

As the blade flew out, paired with the perfected Sword Art of Clear Waters Heaven's Blade as he used the powers of the waters below, he managed to conjure a thin veil of clear water.

Floating on the top of the thin water veil, was the legendary sword of Sorrow's Breaker.

He stood on the edge of the blade, his sleeves fluttering along with the wind as he resembled a god standing on a layer of clouds, descending from the heavens above onto this rocky wall.

He extended his arms as he held the soft and elegant hands of both maidens. With a slight twitch, he pulled both of them into his strong, loving arms, hugging them.

"Whoa…"

"Hmm…"

Both ladies let out a soft moan. However, neither of them struggled.

While Zhou Yan had flown over to greet the two, he had briefly contemplated taking advantage of both girls. However, in reality, he recalled what Ning'er had said, and he knew that Ping'er was indeed still very young. Thus, he never gave in to his primal instincts.

Of course, he was extremely tempted, but he chose to act rationally.

…

This amazing, beautiful life lasted for two whole days.

In these two days, the trio never felt exhausted even though they were crossing mountains and braving streams of water.

While Zhou Yan trained, he never forgot to help build the foundation of Ping'er's own training in the ways of the sword. He patiently taught her some basic sword skills.

Ping'er's natural gifts were pretty average, but she was extraordinarily hardworking. In two days, she learned the right way to hold a blade and could perform basic sword skills.

Her soft, tender palms blistered since she was hard at work in her own training and practice. However, she never gave up learning despite how her palms hurt.

Ning'er, however, was unable to train, but she completely understood the full extent of the knowledge required in Zhou Yan's intricate sword skill. That natural talent of hers was undeniably terrifying.

The trio never felt pressured or stressed out as these relaxing, worry-free days did not feel like an escape but felt similar to a vacation. The peaceful and blessed days were spent in a life of complete joy and content. 

In the span of two days, the bond Zhou Yan shared with the two ladies grew closer than ever before. He knew that the ancient sage, through the will he inherited, was not known to be an upstanding gentleman. He was extremely tempted to violate both ladies right there and then. The imagination of him tricking them into doing his bidding was unavoidable.

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