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Swordbound Chronicles Little Town on the Lotus – Part I.
"According to the stories passed down by the elders and the ancient copies I've read in the elf clan library, alchemists in the outside world, such as on the Silver Continent, are figures who concoct various medicines, pills, or spirit elixirs. These potions are later used to enhance the abilities of martial practitioners.The alchemists in the Mystical Realm are senior elders who can use their magical powers to create various strange equipment, even magic weapons, that will help us in our daily activities. In other clans, alchemists generally make weapons of war," Mismaya explained excitedly. She then showed Suma Fen a short staff."For example, this Fairy Magic Wand. Although we fairies can cultivate magic energy within our bodies, with the help of the magic wand made by our Alchemist, hidden magic waves and power can be released to the maximum to strengthen one spell or magical spell.Of course, the more expensive and rare the wand, the better the ability to amplify magic waves,"
Swordbound Chronicles Little Town on the Lotus – Part I.
Silently, he watched. There were fairies whose wings were shaped like beautiful, colorful butterflies; some were pure white like pigeons' wings, and some even had bizarre wing shapes.In Suma Fen's vision, the strange wings looked like two oval spheres and emitted fire. "The shape may be somewhat similar to the jet airplanes used today, but this is just a simple form of today's jet engines," he thought.Ngeeng! Suma Fen dodged and somersaulted as a young male elf swooped down on him. He clearly remembered the shape of those strange oval wings."Use your eyes carefully!" the young fairy who snatched him earlier swore. The fairy's body then disappeared into the forest trees."What was that?" asked Suma Fen.He was still surprised to see the unique wings the haughty young elf used earlier. Meanwhile, Mismaya repeatedly apologized."It's unusual for our fairies to act so arrogantly," she said with a tone of regret."Varrith is his name. As the only son of the Patriarch in our Elf Clan, he
Swordbound Chronicles Mismaya and the Lightning Comet – Part I.
Winter is sweeping across the northern part of the continent. However, warmth permeates every corner of the Mystical Forest, which has become a unique realm in which magical beasts can live.The spring breeze blew softly, giving a warm touch to the skin of the faces. A tinge of orange seemed to blush on the cheeks of the tiny fairies fluttering in the city above the Lotus. They were laughing merrily, occasionally savoring the sweet lotus seeds.In one corner of the fairy village was the home of a fairy alchemist named Thelthorn. In the alchemist's showroom, three figures were engrossed in conversation. They were Thelthorn, Suma Fen, and Mismaya.From the start, Thelthorn felt something strange about Suma Fen's appearance. His appearance reminded him of a strong race in casting magic spells."Forgive me for asking too personally. Are you of the Elven Race? Or at least, are you of Elven descent?" asked Thelthorn politely.Sitting cross-legged on the floor, Suma Fen replied briefly, "Act
Swordbound Chronicles Mismaya and the Lightning Comet – Part II.
Alchemist Thelthorn turned around and explained that the wings Mismaya had chosen used rare ingredients that could only be purchased in Peace City, a mixed-race city in this realm's center. Hence, transporting the wing materials was expensive and had also increased compared to a similar price a few months ago.Mismaya felt deeply disappointed. Her dreams were dashed, and her desire to accompany the young master faded away. She had no more words to say other than to shed tears.Suma Fen, who felt compassion while needing a guide familiar with the magical beast realm, intervened. "One moment... Look at this, Mr. Thelthorn," Suma Fen said as he took something out of his spatial ring.It shimmered in a dazzling red glittering color. An aura of oppression emanated from the object in Suma Fen's hand."B-red Dao rank combat dagger?" screamed Thelthorn in a pinched voice. Dao rank spirit combat items were extremely rare existences. Its existence resembled an artifact object that was extremely
Swordbound Chronicles An Army of Daevas.
Three breaths passed, and Thelthorn heard a soft voice whisper, "Wake up!"Alchemist Thelthorn instantly came to his senses, awakening inside his workshop in the Fairy Clan City."Am I still alive?" he asked. He saw the young man in grey standing in front of him.Slowly, his memory filled up again, and he immediately remembered something."Soul attack! This young man is a Dao-ranked soul battle expert! Wretch! I've looked down on him twice. He seems to be able to read minds!" Thelthorn became panicked.Alchemist Thelthorn then walked on his knees and worshipped Suma Fen. He said sorrowfully, "Lord, I am sorry I have not seen an expert like you.”“Your existence and abilities exist only in ancient copies of the skills of the Elves of this world's early inhabitants. Forgive my short-sighted stupidity." Alchemist Thelthorn banged his head on the floor in regret.His crying was so regular that it sounded like someone singing a sad song.As we know, among experts who use soul power for com
Swordbound Chronicles Fire Arrow - Part One.
In this world, the limit of the ability to control the soul forces energy, which is more familiarly called magic ability, is a single living being. It is not as great as it was at creating the original world. Over time, evolution has dampened these mystical abilities until they have become almost forgotten dreams.In the ancient records kept in the libraries of the various renowned Sects and Clans of the Silver Continent, only two races were recorded as still possessing this ability to cultivate magic energy.The Elven race—including the group of elves still counted as their descendants—and humans were the two races that Heaven still blessed with the ability to cultivate magic or soul power.However, contrary to these ancient records, deep within the Mystical Ancient Forest of the Jinzhi-Tribe Village—or better known by its inhabitants as the Magical Beast Realm—there were several races of creatures that could cultivate magic energy on their own.However, their abilities are not as st
Swordbound Chronicles Fire Arrow - Part Two.
The Daeva's name was Dizr Azasi. Dzir Azasi is more famous as one of the Daeva group's warlords and the executioner of Daeva traitors—the Daeva group has five warlords.Dzir Azasi wore a mocking smile, adorning his oval face with a long nose pattern resembling a calico. At first glance, when anyone stared at the smile on Dzir Azasi's ugly face, they would be terrified. It looked like a male version of a witch's face."Humph, Mismaya, you're just a lowly elf," Dzir taunted, a mocking smile growing wider. "Please tell me, how did our young master, Uge Cart, pass away?""Our spies informed us that Young Master Uge, before his death, the two of you had played an intimate game of chase in the Mystical Forest," Daeva's tone sounded pressing. "Can you explain to me why did Young Master Uge become a thin slice of flesh?"Mismaya's heart was beating rapidly, like a drum. Of course, she was at a loss in this regard. She wanted to clarify the incident, but she didn't feel comfortable. The young
Swordbound Chronicles Fire Arrow - Part Three.
The evil fairy spirit creature's hissing sound buzzed like a bee. They stared in amazement as the grey-clothed man waved his hand.The result was that the hundreds of blue-colored fire arrows suddenly froze, turning into clear ice crystals when the cold wind from the man's hand touched the shadows of the fire arrows.Krak-krak-krak-krak!The sound of fire arrows turning into ice crystals rang out. Dzir Azasi, in that instant, became afraid. This was a figure who was not their opponent. Even a thousand Daeva troops would be useless against the man in grey."Run!" Dzir Azasi shouted.However, it was unfortunate. Dzir Azasi's gesture was futile. With a glance, he saw the grey-robed man waving again, and the Taufan windstorm was instantly created."By the gods... that is..."And those were the last words the Commander of the Daeva group uttered. Taufan winds from various directions suddenly came pressing down, causing all the Daeva to scream in anguish. Slowly, their skin was removed, lea
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Night, In the Ancient Cemetery.
Turning back a few hours from this moment, Peace City was still wrapped in the darkness of night. The first bell that was supposed to announce the change of night officer had yet to sound. The sky, black as ink, shrouded the city in mystery.However, in the midst of the darkness, a luxurious horse-drawn carriage rolled out of the Eastern Ghost Clan. The horses pulling it galloped quickly along the city streets toward the west. This carriage wasn't just any vehicle; it was carrying something precious.After winding between the city streets, passing by the Murong Clan buildings in the West, the carriage finally reached the west gate of the city. There, a squad of soldiers from the Qilin Murong Clan stood guard. They were ready to stop the speeding carriage.However, before the gatekeeper could act, the train attendant threw a slip of jade into the air. The jade exploded with a loud noise.Duar!The special mark as the Patriarch of the four major clans of Peace City was lit up. This sign
The Hall of the Beauty of Night Light – Part II.
Suma Fen watched and assessed Murong Genji's abilities carefully. He saw that the girl was clad in a long and brilliant mantela, the color of vermillion, a rich red blend with a hint of orange. The color vermillion or cinnabar was something associated with strength and was highly favored by martial arts practitioners.Suma Fen also saw that the large coat was embroidered with colorful threads, so it was estimated that there were a thousand embroidered peonies on the expensive robe."This girl really knows how to make use of her wealth, using high-grade objects," Suma Fen thought, recognizing the girl's wealth and wisdom."One more thing to note, her Cultivation is at SAGE realm level six, much stronger compared to level five like people are touting," Suma Fen thought, realizing that the girl was stronger than people thought.Looking like a princess of the palace, Murong Genji doesn't need to apply excessive makeup to her face. She was already beautiful as she was, with a dainty, dwarf
The Hall of the Beauty of Night Light – Part I.
The night had not yet ended when one by one the dignitaries of the four Wind Clans appeared in the Pavilion of the Beauty of Night Light.First of all, the attention-grabbing guest was when the second 'Hay - Sie' bell was sounded. Everyone's eyes were drawn to the steps leading up to the Hall of Night Light Beauties. The sound of footsteps clattering softly, steady and rhythmic, created an oppressive aura that filled the air.Following suit, a fifty-year-old man appeared, following the rhythm of the footsteps. The man was dressed in a golden-colored coat, swaying with the breeze. The figure entered the hall to the admiring gazes of the people present.The man was good-looking, with his hair styled high up, forming a small coil at the top. His appearance looked haunting yet luxurious, with his hair tied in a ribbon of gold silk, matching the color of the robe he was wearing.The man's body was not very tall, just average. But his overall appearance was full of authority, making everyon
Night in Motozawa Forest.
In the depths of the mysterious Motozawa Forest, there appeared a tall, valiant man. His face was handsome, with shimmering jet-black hair, adorned with a glittering golden crown, adorned with Ruby and Pearl gemstones glittering on the rim.His sharp, piercing eyes, similar to those of a dragon, were as deep and mysterious as the frosty winter air, while his broad, strong shoulders showed great strength, like a fierce fighter to watch out for.This handsome man is the Patriarch of the Golden Witch Clan called Flying Claw. The name is unique and strange, as all members of the Clan are descendants of the legendary two-headed dragon race.With steady and confident steps, Flying Claw walked slowly towards the center of Motozawa Forest, where there was a magnificent and sacred worship altar, dedicated to Altan the Golden Witch."You can stop at the boundary of the red line," Flying Claw said in a firm and authoritative voice, giving orders to the other five men who followed him towards the
Kotengu Shrine – Part II.
Suma Fen was stunned. He really didn't believe in these kinds of predictions. But this old priest predicted about the sword and his future enemies."Is this related to that Yamato no Orochi? Or?" Suma Fen guessed. And the conclusion fell on Yamato no Orochi."Alright, if this is true, if indeed I am going to meet that Nirvana Tengu Hermit, I will discuss my sword techniques and try to practice the best techniques according to the Tengu Hermit's advice later," Suma Fen thought. He then said..."I understand, Reverend, and furthermore, please enlighten me about the bad news that the bamboo card whispered," Suma Fen said in a low tone."Peace be with you... may all beings be happy," said the priest. He continued..."Bamboo whispers that the bad news is that you will lose people close to you..." there was silence. Suma Fen instantly felt his ears ringing.In his heart that had doubted the Kotengu priest's vision earlier, now that he suddenly heard a prophecy that mentioned death, his hear
Kotengu Shrine – Part I.
The appearance of the key experts of the four clans in Peace City, it seemed, was always looked forward to by the townspeople. For example, as told earlier.After the appearance of the Golden Qilin, who appeared mystically and enchantingly, the residents in the western part of the city had always waited with high hopes, praying that further good fortune would fall upon them.Usually, when someone celebrates a wedding or a birth, everyone in the south of the city eagerly awaits the appearance of the Golden Qilin, which is believed to bring good fortune.Unfortunately, the more they searched, the less the blessing-bearing Golden Qilin appeared. Over time, the southern residents of the city began to forget about Zheng Wu's good fortune. They began to think of it as a myth.+++Currently, the center of people's attention has shifted and is focused on the Tengu Clan.According to rumors, it was said that the Holy Hermit of the Tengu Clan would come out of his hermitage ahead of the event s
Murong Genjin – Part II.
Not long ago, in the west of the city known as the City of Peace, a crowd broke out in a house owned by the Zheng family. It was a blissful wedding ceremony between two individuals from Southern City.The two happy families are the Zheng family and the Ren family, and they are both from the little guinea pig race.Zheng Wu, the youngest son in the Zheng family, married a cute girl from the Ren family named Ren Juan.As the bride and groom were from the less dominant race, the little marmot race, the guests were also from the humble and not from the wealthy.Therefore, there were not many gifts with which to sustain the lives of the two happy people.The wedding costs were financed by going into debt to loan sharks, and the angpao gifts received were even less than the wedding costs and expenses.When the bride and groom's parents finally return to their home village, the new household begins to enter the real story.Although Zheng Wu and Ren Juan's married life was filled with happine
Murong Genjin – Part I.
Although fear permeated every fiber of his body, Teci tried hard not to show any trepidation. Confidently, he gathered Qi energy in both wings, preparing for the life-and-death battle that would decide his fate.Dulza's lips curled up in a sly smile, filled with confidence that the huge creature in front of him would definitely die.Never in the combat experience using this magic, had anyone ever escaped death by the demons from hell.However, the smile on Dulza's face disappeared in a flash. Unexpectedly, an enormous sword energy moved quickly to cut through the dark fog containing the mass of hellish creatures.What surprised Dulza even more was that the sword energy was lit up in black and white flames."Soul-Burning Black Heavenly Flame?" shouted Dulza in a horrified voice.In no time at all, the sword bearing the Heavenly Black Flame engulfed the Dark Magic and its hellish creatures.A howl could be heard as the Heavenly Black Flame burned away the magic energy and all the dark p
The Battle of the City of Peace.
Teci, the mighty griffin, did not expect that just as his kingly wings containing the pure air of the Fourth Peak Sacred Realm of Enlightenment were about to slice Zelk's body into small pieces, an extremely powerful energy suddenly struck the sword strike from his wings."This is a level eight Heavenly SAINT expert?" screeched Teci inwardly, his voice echoing in his mind.He had carefully planned this assassination from the moment they arrived in the beautiful City of Peace.But Teci did not expect at all that Zelk turned out to be the son of a minor Elder in the Eastern Ghoul Clan of the Ghouls.Even more unfortunate, Zelk's father had a high cultivation of Heavenly SAINT at level eight.Teci complained inwardly, his voice full of regret. He surrendered when he felt the pressure of the sword, which contained black energy, pressing hard against his chest, ready to tear his entire body apart.The sword was only three inches away from his chest, and Teci would become lifeless flesh."M
