Sword masters archive
Xuan Ping and Xiao Feng were both enraged as uncontrollable anger swelled up within them. They had never realized how deeply they cared for Xu Qing until her absence left a hole in their hearts. They felt ashamed of their inability to protect someone dear to them, despite aiming for the peak of the supreme realm. It now seemed like their dreams and mission were beyond their reach.
The two stood up, glared at each other, and this went on for days until Xiao Feng finally spoke. "It seems our time journeying together was not meant to last," he said, his gaze turned away towards a wall. "I want to embark on a journey, and I don't know when we will meet again, but I am certain that we should follow the bidding of the heavens."
"Heavens, heavens again!" Xuan Ping exclaimed.
Boom!
The sound of Xuan Ping's punch shook the entire building of the restaurant they had been in for days. His anger ruptured, leaving him feeling empty.
"Xiao, it seems my destiny is not solely reliant on revenge. I will defy the heavens, no matter what it takes," Xuan Ping declared.
Xuan Ping looked at the dent on the wall. "And so, my journey begins."
The scene riled up Xiao Feng with excitement. He could barely contain himself. Xiao Feng sheathed his sword and exclaimed, "Let's grow stronger and go get Xu Qing!"
Their excited state ended abruptly, replaced by a moment of grace. Xiao Feng put his sword back into its sheath.
Many people rushed into the room, while others peeped from outside since they couldn't enter. The room began forming cracks due to the force of Xuan Ping's punch, much stronger than he had anticipated.
"How dare you damage my property? You will pay a hefty sum for that! It took me..." the restaurant owner began to complain.
Xuan Ping cut him off and handed over a thousand gold coins. The owner, seemingly unable to believe his own eyes, displayed his skill in bootlicking.
"Who knew he would be this good at bootlicking," commented Xiao Feng.
Things gradually settled down as Xiao Feng and Xuan Ping left the restaurant.
"Brother, I would like to visit my sect before I proceed on my journey," Xuan ping stated.
"And I need to find a worthy teacher," Xiao said.
The two bid each other farewell and went their separate ways.
Finally, Xuan Ping reached his sect. He carefully gazed at the sign placed in front of the entrance.
THE WHITE LOTUS SECT
"Damn! They really need to change this," muttered Xuan Ping as he moved in a flash, reaching Xu Xin's secluded location.
Xu Xin felt a presence and called out for her father, but there was no response. She stood up, only to realize that the Qi emanating from the person in front of her was much more domineering than that of her father.
"Who are you?" she asked cautiously.
Xuan Ping slowly revealed himself, his expression showing signs of depression as he walked toward Xu Xin.
Xu Xin felt a surge of happiness for a moment but restrained herself, only to be met with an even brighter smile from Xuan Ping. She was filled with joy.
She had initially thought it would take up to ten years before she could set her eyes on Xuan Ping again, but this unexpected visit proved her wrong.
"What's the matter? Is something wrong?" she asked.
Xuan Ping maintained his bright smile, choosing not to complicate things. "I just came to check on you once more, but this time, I cannot even tell if I will come back for you."
"What?! But we made a promise," she responded, becoming riled up.
Xuan Ping turned a deaf ear to her words and instead brought out six pills, all in bulk quantity.
Transcendence Pill, Restorative Pill, Barrier Breaking Pill, Spirit Pill, Space Tearing Pill, and Divine Pill.
The Transcendence Pill was used to break through cultivation levels and reach new heights. The Restorative Pill was used to restore energy and vitality. The Barrier Breaking Pill is used to break through barriers and obstacles. The Spirit Pill was used to increase spiritual energy. The Space Tearing Pill was used to rip through space and travel long distances. The Divine Pill was used to enhance the power of a divine beast or summon them.
Xu Xin was left confused as to why he was suddenly giving her these pills.
Xuan Ping stretched out a piece of paper and said, "Someone worthy will come for this letter. When he does, let him read the contents before he leaves," he instructed.
"Xu Xin, until we meet again," he said.
"Xuan Ping! Are you leaving me just like that?" she said, grabbing onto him from behind.
Xuan Ping turned and held her firmly by her shoulder. "Prepare yourself... so your junior wives won't overpower you," he said, laughing.
"What! That wasn't funny... are you for real?" she asked, taken aback.
"Yes," Xuan Ping replied with a mischievous grin.
Xu Xin looked down, her expression filled with mixed emotions. "I can't stop you from doing what you want to do, but always remember, I'm the first," she said softly.
Xuan Ping hugged her tightly, expressing his affection for her. "Await him," he whispered before vanishing into thin air. Xu Xin was left alone in the cave, the sound of water droplets echoing in the silence.
As Xu Xin stood there, a sense of both uncertainty and acceptance washed over her. It was strange to think that she would be the first of potentially many wives, but she knew that everything happened for a reason.
With Xuan Ping's journey beginning, Xu Xin's thoughts turned towards herself and the path she would choose to walk.
...
The street was adorned with traditional buildings, vibrant with the glow of red lanterns swaying gently in the breeze. The sky above was a deep shade of sapphire, and the warm sun cast a golden hue over everything below.
Vendors lined the bustling street, selling exotic fruits, steaming bowls of noodles, and fragrant herbs. The air was thick with the tantalizing scents of freshly roasted meat and the lively chatter of patrons enjoying their meals.
Cultivators clad in flowing robes could be seen on every corner, their swords strapped to their waists and their hair tied back in intricate styles. Some meditated under the shade of trees, while others engaged in intense sparring matches, the clashing of swords filling the air.
Pagodas and temples reached up towards the heavens, their majestic roofs ornate and intricate. Clouds lazily drifted across the sky, occasionally revealing glimpses of dragons and phoenixes soaring through the vast expanse. In the distance, the sounds of flutes and drums signaled the approach of an important procession.
The atmosphere on the street was one of mystique, beauty, and danger, exuding an ancient wisdom and tradition that permeated everything.
Xiao Feng found himself immersed in this vibrant scene, yet his troubles weighed heavily on his mind.
He halted a kid running by in fine robes, bringing him to a stop. "Excuse me, can you tell me where I can find a place to practice sword techniques? Perhaps a martial arts library?" Xiao Feng asked.
The kid scrutinized him from head to toe, his gaze filled with skepticism. "Is that why you stopped me so suddenly?" the kid retorted.
Realizing his own impoliteness, Xiao Feng quickly apologized. "My apologies, that was rude of me. Yes, I'm looking for a martial arts library."
The kid sighed in annoyance. "You could have just said that from the beginning. Well, follow me," he said, motioning for Xiao Feng to walk with him.
Curiosity piqued, Xiao Feng followed the kid as they made their way through the bustling streets. Eventually, they arrived at a three-story building adorned with a sign that read 'Sword Master Archives'.
"This is where your journey might begin," Xiao Feng thought to himself as he pushed open the door, revealing a stunning interior design.
The kid looked back at him, irritation evident on his face. "This is so aggravating."
Approaching the library attendant, a clean-looking man emanating an aura of expertise, the kid spoke up. "Dad, I brought a young man here," he said.
The attendant glanced at Xiao Feng for a moment before speaking. "Place your hand on that orb. The color it emits will signify the number of floors you can access," he explained.
Xiao Feng prepared to place his hand on the orb, only to realize that he had sealed his cultivation and wouldn't sense any Qi.
Curious, he asked the attendant, "How many floors does this library have, and what are the criteria for ascending each floor?"
The kid shrugged, looking unimpressed. "I doubt you'll even be able to enter the upper floors since you don't seem to have any cultivation base," he retorted, glancing at his father.