Follow the path of Dao from infancy
A new work from the author of 'Astral Pet Store', welcome to enjoy it! ———— In chaotic times, one seeks survival; in prosperous times, one seeks fame. Despite being weathered by the vicissitudes of life, the Great Yu Dynasty still found itself in an era of prosperity. In the northwest, a youth trekked nine thousand miles on foot, slaying the Great Demon alone to compete for a lifetime of glory. In Long Lake, an unmatched Grandmaster hurried to the mortal realm to establish a sect, leaving his name to be revered for a hundred generations. In the imperial capital, a saintly figure spread his teachings far and wide, with followers throughout Qingzhou, his legacy lasting forever. Yet within Qingzhou City, in the compound of a family with a long military heritage, there was a child who never engaged in serious pursuits, instead spending his days playing chess, painting, fishing, and playing the zither. Years later— …… When the sword rose, dragon smoke stretched for three thousand miles, and a single strike wiped out the cities of nine provinces! Among all the laws of the world, only I, have entered the path. …… 【Light-Hearted Humor】【Martial Path Panel】【Art Master】【Scheming】
Chapter 62: The Calamity of Qingzhou (Combined)_2
Although they were military generals and not much versed in poetry, they could at least discern the good from the bad and grasp the meaning. At this moment, they all watched the youth in shock.
The iron-blooded resolve, ringing pride, and domineering aura in that poem—coupled with memories of the young man defeating the Great Elder of Dragon Gate alone and fighting against the ruler of the Great Void Realm—made their eyes shine with admiration. They looked at him with complex gazes, their faces filled with fondness yet frustration, wishing he bore the Xia surname.
Why had no such prodigy been born among the sons of the Xia Family?
Xia Linglong's eyes also grew complex from the initial astonishment. The old master had recited lines in the poem she particularly remembered, which felt like a reflection of her state of mind on the demon-slaying battlefield.
Sleeping in the open, eating with the wind, she vowed never to back down,