The Legend of the Sword of the Rainbow Cat

In February of the third year of Xiankang (337 AD), on the east mountain of Kuaiji.

A young man in luxurious clothes knelt in front of the table, looking at the letter in his hand and pondering…

This youth was Xie An, also known as Anshi, the son of the Minister of Personnel, Xie Chu. Two months ago, Shi Hu had changed his name to "Great Zhao's Heavenly King", and the Demonic Sect had also made frequent moves in the Xiangxi area. The situation in the south was already treacherous. Although Xie An was indifferent to fame and fortune and was unwilling to seek fame with his noble background, he was also a person who cared about the world. Therefore, he had been paying attention to the changes in Jingnan's martial arts world.

Xie An stood up and left his seat. He walked out of the door and looked at the cloudy sky in the west. He muttered to himself,"The Demonic Sect is searching for the Qilin. They want to dominate the martial arts world and cut off the fate of Huaxia. The Jiangzuo family is too powerful for the Demonic Sect to interfere." Gongyun, you are at the center of the whirlpool. How will you resolve the crisis and save the people?"

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Wu Ling, West Sea Peak Forest.

The sun was setting in the west, the mountains were green, and the forest was dyed red. The peaks pierced straight into the clouds, the waterfall flew straight down, the cranes played in the stream, the elephants roared by the river, and the birds returned to the forest. Zhangjiajie was full of vitality under the twilight, like a paradise.

No, it wasn't "seems", but "exactly". Did you not see the little red beast playing with the white-robed youth on the hillside? This beast had the face of a lion, antlers on its head, tiger eyes, an elk body, an ox tail, and dragon scales. It was the divine beast Jade Kylin. Jade Kylin was the grandson of Ying Long. Together with the dragon, phoenix, and turtle, they were known as the Four Spirits. They were connected to the fate of all living beings on earth. It was rumored that its blood could cure all poisons and diseases. In the martial arts world, it could even increase its power for hundreds of years. Therefore, not only the evil people looked at it like a tiger, but also some righteous people who were not firm in their hearts could not help but drool.

The young man had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. His childish face was quite handsome. His white robe was as bright as the moon, and his orange belt was fluttering in the wind. He carried a three-foot-long sword on his back. He was the only son of the Rainbow Sword Master, the White Cat Swordsman, Rainbow Cat.

At this time, Rainbow Cat was already seventeen years old, and his martial arts had improved greatly compared to the past. Not only had he mastered the twenty-three forms of the Rainbow Sword Art, but he had also cultivated his ancestral lightness skill to the Traceless Snow Realm.

After returning from Dongshan, Rainbow Cat had been studying even harder. Not only had he cultivated the "Fire Dance Whirlwind Sword Technique" to the seventh level, but he was also proficient in etiquette, music, driving, archery, calligraphy, mathematics, painting, chess, medicine, cooking, and the theories of the pre-Qin philosophers. He had become a talented person in both literature and martial arts.

At this moment, the rainbow cat's martial strength was second to none among the younger generation. Among the senior experts of the various large sects, there were only five people who could defeat him.

He saw the rainbow cat leaping up a steep cliff. The cliff was like a mud ball under his feet, without any obstruction. After that, he played with the Qilin and entered the forest.

"Hong 'er! Hong 'er!" An old but vigorous voice rang out, startling the birds perched in the forest. It was the white cat calling for its beloved son.

His father's voice woke up the playful youth. He looked around and realized that the sun was setting and night had arrived. It was time for dinner. "Kylin," the rainbow cat said to Kylin,"Father is calling us. Let's go back!" Qilin nodded in response.

As soon as he finished speaking, the back of the rainbow cat turned black. Immediately after, a strong wind sounded. A round log flew from the forest and pressed down on the rainbow cat. The rainbow cat sensed the strange movement and a cold light shot out from its eyes. It reflexively drew its sword.

The sword was exposed, and the person was already in the air.

A few white lights flashed, and the huge log was cut into pieces. Before the rainbow cat man landed on the ground, another rain of arrows came from behind the grass towards the rainbow cat's middle door. The timing was extremely clever, and the rainbow cat could no longer dodge. It looked like it was about to be pierced to death by thousands of arrows.

"Buddha Light Illumination!"

The rainbow cat let out a soft shout and used the Light of Buddha from the Rainbow Sword Technique. In an instant, golden light shone around his body. A long sword seemed to have turned into thousands of swords, weaving a layer of sword net in front of the rainbow cat.

Ding! Ding! Ding! The arrows collided with the sword net and bounced off. The rainbow cat landed safely and used the Light-body Technique, Traceless Snow Step, to turn into afterimages as it charged into the bushes with its sword.

The rainbow cat circled behind the bushes and saw a large group of men in black. Everyone was holding a broad axe. He made a prompt decision and used his speed advantage to charge into the crowd. Every move and move took the vital points of the enemy and took their lives. In just two blinks, the men in black had all become souls under the sword.

The enemy was beheaded, but the white arc sword in the rainbow cat's hand was still shining brightly, without a trace of blood.

The rainbow cat sheathed its sword and returned to Qilin's side. It rode Qilin to where its father, the white cat, was.

"Is it finally coming? Demonic Sect!" the rainbow cat muttered to itself.

……

The cold wind on the mountaintop blew against the thin swordsman's green robe. His hair and beard were all white. He was standing on a huge rock with a sword on his back. Under his feet was a thousand-foot cliff. Seven pigeons were flying around him.

The old man was the famous Rainbow Sword Master, Rainbow Cat's father, Duanmu Bai!

Many years ago, the black-hearted tiger, who was born as a wild robber, tried to drink the blood of the Kylin to improve his martial arts and dominate the martial arts world. The white cat and his six brothers defeated him with the amazing ultimate skill of the Seven Swords Combined. Unfortunately, the Seven Swords Combined would not hurt or cripple him. The black-hearted tiger could still escape after being seriously injured, but the Seven Swords could not kill him. Now, the other six swords had passed away one after another. Among them, the Rushing Thunder, Cyan Light, and Whirlwind meridians had all disappeared. It was unknown if they had left behind any successors.

A few months ago, when Shi Hu had changed his name to the Heavenly King of Great Zhao, a shadow had suddenly cast over the white cat's heart. The white cat was vaguely uneasy, but he did not know where to point to. This uneasiness had been growing day by day in recent days. Clearly, a disaster was brewing. He couldn't help but think of his old rival, Black Heart Tiger.

His good friend Xie Pou's letter further confirmed his speculation that the Demonic Sect was making a comeback.

"Father!" At this time, the rainbow cat rushed to the top of the mountain and reported to his father,"There's a situation. Just now in the forest…"

"Father understands!" "It's the evil path of the Black Heart Tiger!" The white cat interrupted his son.

"Black Heart Tiger? Back then, he was defeated by you and the other seniors with the 'Seven Swords Fusion,' and the sword qi produced during the fusion was injected into his body. Could it be that his illness has recovered?" The background of the era was different from the original work, so the rainbow cat naturally did not dare to be overly superstitious about the original work and carefully verified it.

"I don't know the reason for this," the white cat said."However, it's absolutely suspicious that he's coveting the Qilin!"

The rainbow cat subconsciously approached the kirin and stroked its head. The Qilin was a playmate who had accompanied him as he grew up, and to the world, it was one of the four spirits that guarded the fate of Huaxia. For both public and private reasons, Rainbow Cat would never allow Qilin to fall into the hands of the Demonic Sect.

"Father, the fate of the world depends on the Qilin. We must not let it fall into the hands of the devil!" The rainbow cat said seriously.

The white cat understood that the Demonic Sect had been dormant for many years. Now that they were out, they must be determined to get it. The situation today didn't allow the father and son to retreat unscathed. "I have my own plans," he said. As he spoke, he took off his sword and handed it to Rainbow Cat."Take this Rainbow Sword and go down the mountain to find the other successors of the Six Swords. Remember, only by overcoming difficulties, uniting as one, and completing the Seven Swords Combination can you defeat the Demonic Sect!" After saying that, he took the rainbow cat's sword, White Arc.

"Father! "Then you…" The rainbow cat looked at his father worriedly, wanting to persuade him to leave with him.

"You should leave quickly! I have already arranged for a messenger pigeon to inform the other successors of the Six Swords to make preparations!" The white cat whistled and the red-headed spirit pigeon Little Seven landed on the rainbow cat's shoulder. The other spirit pigeons flew away.

The rainbow cat saw that its father was prepared to risk his life to cover its retreat. It was reluctant, but it did not know how to persuade him. It stood rooted to the ground.

Seeing that the rainbow cat didn't move, the white cat scolded,"Why aren't you leaving!"

The rainbow cat couldn't persuade him anymore. He knew that this was a farewell to his father. He knelt down and kowtowed three times. Without saying a word, he rode away on the Qilin.

The white cat looked at his son's disappearing figure with a gratified smile on his face."Child, I hope you are the hero who can reassemble the Seven Swords!" he thought.

This was a father's last hope for his son. Although he did not say it out loud, his son would definitely understand.

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