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Swordbound Chronicles Long Night in the Whispering Forest - Part III.
"Look at the palm strike!" snapped the Flower-Picking Demon.His elongated hands filled with Qi energy; he exerted his strength by 70%. The flower-picking demon wanted to take Wei Yaozu's life in one fell swoop. The long hand stabbed hard towards Wei Yaozu's chest, which was more than 5 spears away.A squeaking sound like the cry of a fierce sword followed the thrust of the palm that used the Flying Fox Tread technique.The last way, Wei Yaozu did not dare to look down. He also focused his spirit and channeled all the poison cultivation-based energy now full in his two hands wearing black centipede gloves.Black smoke rolled up so dark, like the blackness of the night, as it dashed against the tread of the flying fox with the intention of poisoning it."Sneaky!" the Flower-Picking Demon snapped when he felt the deadly poisonous energy intending to wrap around his two palms.The Flower-Picking Demon did not lose his mind. Two soft hands like fox mane fur were pulled out quickly, and hi
Swordbound Chronicles Long Night in the Whispering Forest - Part IV.
At that time, the wind propelled by Guo Jiang's Wind Chakra blew quickly, lifting him high into the sky, as high as 60 feet. From that height, he prepared the Snow Lotus Semi-Pure Sword attack.Then, quickly, Guo Jiang's body was again controlled by the wind and slammed swiftly to the ground, also using the wind chakra to lock onto the flower-picking demon.With his head down and feet up, his hand stabbed out in a swift motion, and an Ice Lotus Flower formed at the tip of the sword.Suiittt...The sound of the sword whistling and the ice lotus flower made a sound like cracking ice, which was heart-wrenching.'W-what's going on...' the flower-picking demon felt uneasy.Feeling as if he was threatened by the aura of the sword attack, the Flower-Picking Demon looked up. His face instantly turned horrified as he stared at the sword with the huge Snow Lotus Flower, seemingly falling freely and ready to slash his head.Klotok - klotok - klotok! The sound of the snow lotus was oppressive."N
Swordbound Chronicles Long Night in the Whispering Forest - Part V.
Once again, there was a sound of explosion, and due to the collision of two forces, Guo Jiang was pushed back several spears away. Fortunately, the young man was helped by the wind chakra, so he didn't hit the ground.The night wind was blowing harder and harder. Guo Jiang looked a mess. His hair was loose, as the iron clasp that formed his forelock came loose. Under the shadow of the moon, he looked mysterious, with his hair flopping around, blown by the night wind.He stood in a stance, holding on so as not to collapse, holding on so as not to spit out a mouthful of blood.Guo Jiang felt his chest tighten; a blood-like fishy air filled his mouth. No matter what, the Flower-Picking Demon was an expert at Level 3 Earth Ranking, which was no match for him.On the other hand, the flower-picking demon looked shocked beyond belief."Bingdao, is this boy someone from Bingdao?" The Flower Picker's ghostly voice was famously soft; he tried to recognize the opponent. After the collision of hi
Swordbound Chronicles The Man with the Four Coffins – Part I.
Along with the chanting of the sword incantation, Guo Jiang's figure vanished into shadow; he glided quickly with his sword drawn, stabbing at the flower-picking demon."Wh-what is this..." horror sounded in the voice of the flower-picking demon.The demon could do nothing when the Nameless Sword was executed by Guo Jiang. His lips were numb; his body felt like it had been electrocuted, frozen in place, waiting for death.Without any sound at all, the young man's figure pierced through the horrified body of the Flower Picker demon, who was still silent due to the stun and stiffening effect. After Guo Jiang penetrated his body, the flower-picking demon's life was over in that instant.The mortal body fell, making a thudding sound with a puff of dust.He had died, yet there was one small shiny light, similar to the light of a flickering firefly - it flew quickly into space, leaving behind an echoing sound that resonated in Guo Jiang's mind."Even if you manage to kill me, my group will
Swordbound Chronicles The Man with the Four Coffins – Part II.
"That's right, Mr. Zhao Long. My name is Guo Jiang. You know that I'm the young Cultivator Rogue who took on the mission of capturing dead or alive The Flower-Picking Villain. And as per the mission given to all cultivator detectives, today I bring that flower-picker criminal for you to verify. Afterward, I expect the compensation that the law firm promised," Guo Jiang said.Mr. Zhao Long looked deeply at Guo Jiang, and in three blinks of an eye, he said, "Good job, young man. I would appreciate it even more if you could show me proof that this Padre of Goodness is The Flower-Picking Villain. To accuse a Padre like this is very dangerous if it is not accompanied by strong evidence."Guo Jiang, without saying much, then waved his hand, and a fierce wind blew, making the other three coffins burst open.The situation became even more chaotic after seeing the three lifeless figures. What was even more frightening was that two of them were the favorite disciples of the two major sects in t
Swordbound Chronicles A Painting on the Wall – Part I.
Padre Mu is a religious expert from the White Lotus Temple who serves as a spiritual tutor in the imperial palace. His cultivation level is at Earth Realm Level 3.A thin smile was etched on the face of Mr. Zhao Long, the Head of the Imperial Law Bureau of the Golden Pegasus. There has long been rivalry between the Law Bureau and the White Lotus Sect.Only the Law Bureau acts as the Emperor's right hand. However, over time, the White Lotus Sect, which established the worship temple, won the hearts of the imperial palace, and the White Lotus Cult was believed in by the Emperor and the palace relatives.The White Lotus Sect gradually took over many important powers in the empire, and the Head of the Law Bureau often clashed or disagreed with the side of the White Lotus Temple.Now, it was not surprising to reveal that a priest, or what was called a kind-hearted priest in that temple, was actually the flower-picking demon who was the enemy of the entire nation. It was clear that Mr. Zhao
Swordbound Chronicles A Painting on the Wall – Part II.
In a room provided for the law bureau and the family protectors of the empire, Guo Jiang was seen standing while Mr. Zhao Long sat at his desk.There were not too many decorations and ornaments that made the large room look impressive, but there were many portraits of figures who seemed to be the best representatives of the law bureau throughout history.Guo Jiang observed the ancient painting depicting a swordsman performing sword techniques on a high cliff filled with willow and peach trees.The face of the man in the painting looked majestic, as if the world was bowing to him. As he looked closer, Guo Jiang found a slight resemblance to the face of the great man in the painting. His face seemed similar to that of his mentor, the Gray Refiner."You seem to be interested in that painting, young man," said Zhao Long."Do you know who that young man is, or at least have you heard the story about him?" asked Mr. Zhao Long.Guo Jiang had promised his mentor, the Gray Robe Refiner, long a
Swordbound Chronicles 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
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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
