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Swordbound Chronicles Northwest Tribal Genius Tournament – Part I.
One year has passed, and time has flown by. Winter has given way to spring, and now it's summer—the time when the match between the geniuses of the three northwestern tribes will be held in the near future.Guo Jiang is currently 13 years old, and he is already very proficient in the Snow Lotus Purity Sword Technique. Every night, he practices to the point where it feels like there isn't enough time to sleep. Not to mention that after returning from sword technique training, he has to practice breathing to increase cold energy according to the Snow Lotus Cultivation training.Previously, the effect of this gold-ranked sword technique only produced a cold impact, but now, with the stability of his cultivation at level 2 Mortal rank, Guo Jiang has been able to cause a deadly effect with each stroke of the sword in his hand."I really need to win this race. That grand prize Qilin tear is truly my ultimate ticket to reunite with the gray robe refiner. The 10-Step Nameless Sword Technique
Swordbound Chronicles Northwest Tribal Genius Tournament – Part II.
"The first match is horse riding skills. Each contestant will spur their horse, run fast, and at the bend in the road, they must shoot 10 targets—people moving like deer in the forest," announces an elder from the Xuantong tribe.Guo Jiang receives the third performance number, after Tobugkha and then Bora. All the spectators cheer for Khuchar, the son of Chigu from the Bada Tribe.Tobugkha rides his horse with a low profile, not looking arrogant at all. Although he doesn't smile, he nods to the crowd, a sign of greeting after they recognize him. The people of Lantas increasingly praise Khuchar's humble and low-profile demeanor."Now!" The booming voice of the Xuantong tribal elder, who serves as the observing judge, signals that Khuchar has been able to spur his horse to shoot the target around the corner.Wush! Khuchar's horse darts like a deer, faster than anyone had ever imagined."I bet this Bada tribesman will win the Southwest genius match," says an audience member."Maybe your
Swordbound Chronicles Qilin's Tears _ Part I.
"Temur, the young hero of the Xuantong tribe, managed to knock down 10 targets of those moving people!""What? How is that possible? There has never been anyone among the Xuantong tribe who possesses archery skills coupled with such great strength. I can't believe it!"Not content with that, many people took to the streets of the arena and ran around the corner to see Temur's results.The situation became even more uproarious after everyone saw the result: 10 people collapsed on the ground with arrows stuck right between the eyebrows of the artificially drawn figures."The first winner of the horse riding and arrow shooting skills test was Temur from the Xuantong tribe, followed by Bora of the Gatsuu tribe and Khuchar of the Bada tribe," the elder's voice rang out loudly.The Xuantong supporters cheered Temur's name over and over again. Guo Jiang smiled warmly, looking at his Xuantong supporters with lively eyes, as if to say that he would give them something to cheer for in this race
Swordbound Chronicles Qilin's Tears _ Part II.
Many in the audience were speechless, unable to believe that Bora had performed so poorly."Her behavior is like that of a child who cannot accept defeat, blaming the object used, claiming that the bow is not a first-class bow but a manufacturing defect," jeers could be heard from both the Xuantong and Bada audiences.It was Guo Jiang's turn to showcase his expertise in archery skills. The crowd, which had been cheering for Bora, now turned around and praised Guo Jiang."This young man is a humble person; he doesn't talk much. But look at the results of his riding skills accompanied by archery techniques—he's perfect. If he can knock down 10 people on horseback, then for the archery skills, although the shooting distance is too far for someone as young as him, I'm sure he will do better than Bora," was the discussion among the audience.Guo Jiang remained fully concentrated, not letting himself get lost in the audience's conversations that sometimes sounded dismissive of him, just bec
Swordbound Chronicles Snow Lotus Energy Punch – Part I.
Guo Jiang looked up, lifting his head from his gaze at Teardrop Qilin. Just then, he faintly heard the sound of feet rubbing softly on the grass, right beside the camp.After practicing Snow Lotus Energy cultivation, Guo Jiang felt that his senses were becoming sharper. His hearing and eyesight were now more sensitive. So much so that even the slow movement of feet on the grass could be clearly heard.With a flick of a finger, the light of the lantern inside the camp was extinguished instantly. He then held his breath, moving slowly toward the door, leaving only a shadow. At that moment, two shadowy figures suddenly rushed through the torn wall of the camp.Wush—wush.The two swords in the intruders' hands slashed right toward where he had been sitting before.Duar!Empty? The two figures were astonished."He's not there!""It seems that the boy has learned of our arrival. I believe he escaped not far from this camp. Let's go after him!" A teenage female voice hissed in panic.The two
Swordbound Chronicles Snow Lotus Energy Punch – Part II.
"It's good that you've realized what we want.Then you foolishly waited here and prepared for death," Murong Huan's voice sounded cruel.She immediately drew the sword slung across her back, gleaming sharply in the moonlight. Murong Huan was the daughter of a renowned patriarch; clearly, her sword was not a simple one.Bora, who was keeping a vigilant watch for fear of being discovered, did not dare to say much. Silently, he followed suit and drew his sword, which glittered and shone in the starlight.With a mocking voice, Guo Jiang pulled out the short sword that Shaman Sharantuya had gifted him. Now he pointed it straight at the two figures in black and said coldly, "If you came to this place and saw me in a fighting position, why didn't you two gang up on me right away?" His voice was now contemptuous.Murong Huan was instantly overcome with emotion. Her blood rose and peaked at the crown of her head.Moments before..."Good, if that's what you want, let the two of us finish your l
Swordbound Chronicles Level One - Nameless Sword- Part I.
The morning sun shines brightly, and fresh air fills the lungs of all living things; everyone loves the morning. At that time, a young boy of 13 years was seen running fast through the grassland down the valley, over the winding cliffs.His body is tall, appearing taller than most children his age, and his face looks more mature, causing the eyes to pause for a moment to take a good look at that charming face.He is Guo Jiang, who has just left the Xuantong tribe settlement to meet the spirit of a swordsman from 1,000 years ago. The gray-robed refiner is the figure of the swordsman he will meet in the high cliff valley, as they had promised a year ago.Long after he passed through the winding road, jumping over the complicated sheer cliffs at the edge of the grassland, Guo Jiang finally arrived at a valley with high cliffs on both the left and right sides. It was where the refiner's spirit awaited his arrival."Ah, young man. You came in the end. The rest of this soul is getting tired
Swordbound Chronicles Level One - Nameless Sword- Part II.
"You can only practice from the scratches on this number one cliff. The first level of this Nameless Sword can only be trained by a Cultivator ranked as low as level 5 in the Mortal Realm," said the refiner."On the next cliff, that's cliff number 2 to number 10, can only be trained by Earth-ranked to Sky-ranked practitioners. If you try to force yourself to read the scribbles of a level two sword and so on, you will inevitably be deeply wounded because you cannot withstand the strange wild energy, which can only be controlled by practitioners at a higher rank," the gray-robed refiner said.Guo Jiang noted carefully that the next level training of the Nameless Sword was as follows:Level 2 Nameless Sword Technique can only be trained by level 1 Earth rank Cultivators.Level 3 Nameless Sword Technique can only be trained by Earth rank Practitioners.Level 4 Nameless Sword Technique can only be trained by level 4 Earth Rank Experts.Level 5 Nameless Sword Technique can only be trained b
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City of Goose Feathers.
There were about three or four giant ships that could be seen floating in the middle of the city, precisely at the Spirit Ship Air Harbor, near the city square.'The first thing I have to do is buy my flight ticket to the Old City in the North, Duanxin Country.'He then asked for the Airship's departure schedule to the Old City in the North."You have to be patient and wait another week. A large-capacity airship will come from the City of Kings—our Great King Empire—and that flying mode of transportation will proceed directly to the Old City in the land of Duanxin for a whole week without stopping.”“If you are interested in ordering in advance, we provide a special price of 15 mid-rank blue mana crystals. I have calculated that from the original ticket price of 20 mid-rank blue mana crystals, this is 15 crystals because you are an officer of the Golden Pegasus Empire, which is an alliance of our Great King country," said the ticket girl with a flirtatious smile.She was wearing very
Early Morning in the Osmanthus Forest – Part II.
Guo Jiang sliced through the air, his body rushing forward to meet the arrival of Padre He Ping, who pounced with the intangible Egui."Even your soul will be destroyed in the hands of the two of us!" A curse from Padre He Ping accompanied his sword, which performed a complicated slashing motion.Guo Jiang didn't change his sword movements at all. He was steady and confident that he could eliminate the two creatures with his Nameless Sword attack, although he was aware that Egui, as well as all magical creatures, would generally not be affected by physical spirit weapons.As taught by his mentor, the Gray Refiner, magical creatures and monsters could only be killed with magic weapons.Three shadows flashed rapidly from three opposite directions, all with a murderous, terrifying, and oppressive energy feel.As the sun rose in the Osmanthus Forest, the forest on the border of the Golden Nectarine King City and the Swan Feather City of the Great Eagle Empire, the distance between the thr
Early Morning in the Osmanthus Forest – Part I.
In the Osmanthus Forest, when the clock struck five, a horse galloped through the dense tree trunks.The horse's hooves hit the ground, making dry leaves fly here and there, spreading the fragrance of Osmanthus leaves, which reminded people of a drink—the fragrant tea from that plant that gave a warm feeling in the heart.Guo Jiang sat in the saddle of a horse, on his way to the next city in his chain of succession, Goose Feather City.Fortunately, his rigorous training in the Snow Lotus Energy cultivation technique—a top-level cultivation technique—made his physique not easily fatigued.According to the information he received from the inter-city transportation officer at the Golden Pegasus Imperial Law Bureau, a week later, the inter-regional flight transportation mode of archives would come from the Great Eagle Empire.The Airship would then continue its journey for about a week to its final destination, the Ancient City in the north of the continent.The sun was not yet visible, b
The Wind Rider – Part II.
Padre He Ping had been in a bad mood ever since. And when the Leopard Expedition leader said that these four coffins were specially intended for their White Lotus Temple, he waved his hand.Wush!A loud and powerful wind blew toward the row of coffins, like a fusion reaction.The wind punch floated out with a deadly attacking air, and instantly, the four coffin covers split apart, breaking into two.Padre He Ping's face instantly froze. He knew in his heart the four figures that were now lying stiff.They were Padre Mu, a practitioner in the fourth-level Earth Realm; Padre Gao Jing, in the third-level Earth Realm; Padre Ye Ying, a third-level Earth practitioner; and finally, Padre Yan Cheng, a practitioner in the second-level Earth rank.These four people had been sent by Padre He Ping to eliminate a young man named Guo Jiang, who had unmasked the benevolent Padre as the Flower-Picking Villain.He gritted his teeth loudly, inwardly vowing that he would go find the young man and finish
The Wind Rider.
The White Lotus Temple had closed its gates since dusk. This had been the custom for a long time when the shrine was opened to the public and served the devotees who came to worship in the Golden Pegasus Empire.Just as a child laborer, the future Padre of the temple, was about to close the temple gate, suddenly there was the clatter of horses' hooves in the distance. Even though it was fall, puffs of dust were kicked up.The boy named Afiu, dressed in a rough tunic of an unattractive gray color that the Padres wore to appear humble, stared in surprise as he heard the hoofbeats and shouts in the distance."What happened?" Afiu asked, confused.His friend Aheng, who was in the middle of sweeping the yard full of fallen leaves, also ran over to Afiu."Hold on a minute, little Padre! Don't close the gate of the White Lotus Temple just yet," a voice shouted from a distance, indicating that the person had high Qi power.Spontaneously, Afiu, who was about to lock the gate of the White Lotus
Afternoon in the Osmanthus Forest – Part II.
Still in silence, the four figures waited until about the time of the burning charcoal before taking action. The white smoke blown into the room was a weakening poison similar to a tranquilizer that could make anyone feel weak, asleep, and unable to control their Qi energy.After they had waited long enough, the four figures carefully opened the door to the room, now smiling at each other in satisfaction as they saw the targeted young man fast asleep, not realizing in the slightest that he was in danger."Take him! We'll kill him in the forest where Padre Virtue breathed his last. It won't take too long for one of the four shadows to carry the unconscious young man.Armed with the cultivation of the four people, all of whom were at Earth Practitioner Level 3 to 5, they jumped straight up and disappeared after moving several times across the roofs of other houses.The night passed quietly, and even the nighttime animals did not make any noise; it seemed that the Middle was also hiding
Afternoon in the Osmanthus Forest – Part I.
The afternoon sun was sinking into the western horizon, the yellowish-leaved trees, once lush, were now shedding their leaves with the fall season. The tips of the leafless branches, tapering toward the sky, almost blended with the color of the western horizon. It was brownish, a blend of apricot color and the color of old wheat.The wind blew softly, touching Guo Jiang's cheek, bringing a sense of familiarity, of homesickness.There was a young man who stood firmly, with a steady stance, majestically visible among the piles of dried leaves, some yellow and some brown.Sometimes the wind blew his hair, some of which fell over his cheeks, making him look even more mysterious.Suddenly, a strange and foreign-sounding language broke the silence as the young man shouted, "Vindangreb!"Unexpectedly, a powerful, tempest-like attack wind emerged from the void. It quickly formed hundreds of invisible swords, moving swiftly through the air, now slicing and tearing through a pile of dry leaves
Master Spirit of Moon – Part II.
Mr. Zhao Long's face immediately brightened. He felt proud when Guo Jiang mentioned that this painting must have been bought at a high price.He couldn't hide his pride in affording this expensive painting."Ah, young man, there's no need to ask about how expensive I bought the painting. But if I mention how much I exchanged, you would be very surprised," said Mr. Zhao Long, trying to be modest. Meanwhile, Guo Jiang only nodded his head."I took out 25,000 mid-rank blue mana crystals during the auction of the painting in a neighboring country," Mr. Zhao Long continued, his nose flaring with pride.Realizing that Mr. Zhao Long was eager for praise regarding his good taste in art, Guo Jiang praised the chief again.The smile on Mr. Zhao Long's face widened even more after being praised by Guo Jiang.'This young man is really good at winning people over,' Mr. Zhao Long thought. His hand moved, opening the drawer under his desk.Now he unceremoniously handed over a small tube suspected of
Master Spirit of Moon – Part I.
Guo Jiang observed the painting once again. He watched the face of the Master, the gray-robed Refiner, closely. His face looked very mysterious, as if the Refiner wanted to convey a message.The Refiner's eyes in the painting seemed to speak to Guo Jiang, urging him to "pay attention to the direction of my sword!"The sword in his right hand seemed to be pointing toward the large lake at the bottom of the cliff in the painting.'Hm... there is a small forest by the lake, and there is also an island in the middle of the lake. So beautiful and lifelike,' Guo Jiang thought.For some reason, Guo Jiang became interested in observing the painting more closely. His face was now two feet away from the painting."Owh..." Guo Jiang muttered under his breath.In fact, as he got closer and observed more carefully, he noticed that at the edge of the forest, there was a painting of a group of horses frolicking happily.However, what intrigued him even more was one horse in the painting, depicting a
