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Swordbound Chronicles A Pair of Cunning Eyes – Part I.
Mr. Bean Plate was wide-eyed and open-mouthed as Suma Fen described the talismans on the table one by one."This is an explosive talisman. When fighting, you can blow up even a mountain with just one simple word. ““This is a thunder talisman, a petrify talisman, an aura hiding talisman, a mirage talisman..." explained Suma Fen endlessly. The more he rambled on, the wider Mr. Bean Plate's mouth gaped.On the table were various types of talismans, approximately ten types, with each type numbering ten. There were one hundred precious objects in total.After Suma Fen had gone into a trance, it was now Mr. Bean Plate's turn to become frenzied. The big, stocky hands hugged the 100 kinds of talismans on the table with a face full of longing."I want all these talismans," his voice sounded like someone in love.Suma Fen smiled in triumph. He said,"If you want 100 kinds of talismans, double the amount of herbs and Red Bee honey. Everything goes straight into the storage ring, no less," Suma
Swordbound Chronicles A Pair of Cunning Eyes – Part II.
The wind blew slower and slower as if absorbed by the oppressive force. Mismaya felt short of breath. Just then, from the direction of the deep Mystical Forest River, a pair of enormous eyes seemed to shine sharply, staring at the two of them.The gleam in those eyes looked sly and vile, causing an uneasy feeling for anyone who saw it. Then, a hoarse voice was heard speaking,"This river region is a forbidden region. How dare you cross this place without paying tribute to the Lord of the river!"The voice sounded old and hoarse as if it came from a distant place. It was so ancient that it felt like time had forgotten it.Mismaya jumped backward towards the bushes on the riverbank. The oppressive sound forced Mismaya to move away from the river.Suma Fen, however, was different. He immediately raised his right hand, ready to execute a defense technique using magic energy, just in case of the ancient creature's surprise attack.Byur - byur - byur!The river water splashed loudly as a va
Swordbound Chronicles Flood of Blood in the Mystical Forest River – Part I.
Great!Great!Lightning struck fiercely from Jormungandr's tail, flashing like diamonds in the pitch-black night, instantly making the Mystic Forest River, which was shrouded in pitch-black night, appear brightly lit. The lightning reflected off the river's surface, creating shadows that moved on the water's surface.Mismaya, the gentle fairy girl, stared wide-eyed as she watched her Young Master, Suma Fen, raise his right hand and create one giant wave of water.In the blink of an eye, the wave turned into frozen, crystallized water, which, in an unexpected move, formed a giant glass shield to defend against lightning strokes.The shield shimmered, reflecting the lightning and creating a burst of color.Boom! The flash of lightning struck the giant mirror with great force, creating a painful sound. The sound echoed along the river, waking the sleeping birds and making the leaves of the trees sway.Krak - krak - krakThe violent impact caused the defensive mirror to instantly crack, '
Swordbound Chronicles Flood of Blood in the Mystical Forest River – Part II.
The giant snake creature then burst into laughter when he saw that the little gray-robed figure had been enveloped by the tongue of lightning he had unleashed. "No one has ever survived my lightning cage," he said triumphantly.The snake's shriek of laughter sounded terrifyingly happy. He thought to himself that he had won this fight.Jormungandr opened his mouth wide, ready to swallow the human encased in the lightning prison—who he thought had died in the lightning cage. He did not realize that the fight was not over yet."After all, a man of the human race is too weak to deal with this noble being of divine descent," Jormungandr said in a tone full of pride. He had ensured that the young man had been turned to ash inside the lightning cube he had created.However, the giant snake was suddenly startled. Its mouth, which had been gaping wide, closed reflexively as the sound of a lightning prison explosion echoed through the air.Duar! Duar! Duar!"How is this possible?" shouted Jormu
Swordbound Chronicles Nangong Rong.
He was a young man, around 30 years old, tall and slender, with a gaunt yet attractive face. His eyes were sharp like an eagle with a brownish eyeball color, making it difficult for anyone to look away from that face. This young man's name was Nangong Rong, one of the geniuses of the Vermillion Clan of Wonderland.It was a pity that Nangong Rong's face always looked cold and expressionless.He was dressed in an expensive and rare sky-blue silk garment. On the back of the garment, a large Vermillion Bird was depicted, which was fluorescent because it was expertly crafted using special embroidery threads.The outfit seemed to glitter in the moonlight, adding to the mysterious aura that surrounded Nangong Rong.Nangong Rong was among the few geniuses of the Vermilion Clan in Wonderland. He traveled between universes, from a land that could rightfully be called a land where immortals from this world went after reaching the highest realm of cultivation.He walked among the stars and nebula
Swordbound Chronicles Cui Cheng Gong's Lying Story – Part I.
His escape was aided by the appearance of a large spirit ship filled with experts and one young woman who had high cultivation at that time. It was said that those experts came from the Wonderland.With a cultivation level only at the mid-rank King Realm, naturally, Cui Cheng Gong felt immensely suppressed and oppressed by the aura of a Supreme Rank Immortal Practitioner—the aura the young man in blue was giving off.His heart was pounding, and Cui Cheng Gong repeatedly broke out in cold sweat while thinking. Who was this young man with perfect cultivation and no equal in the Silver Continent? As a martial arts expert who has had the satisfaction of tasting the bitterness of this Jiang Hu world.He knew his life right now was akin to an egg on the edge. His life was at stake if he made the wrong move and made a sound. And Cui Cheng Gong did not choose to surrender himself to this immortal rank god-like human.Cui Cheng Gong also knew this immortal was looking for clues about the incid
Swordbound Chronicles Cui Cheng Gong's Lying Story – Part II.
The spirit ship arrived at Mount Sushan and intended to harvest the Magenta Crystals that were said to be abundant at the top of the mountain.With his wit and skill, Cui Cheng Gong further twisted the story. He added the free-writing that the White Tiger that fought against Nangong Chun was a contracted animal belonging to a young man named Suma Fen.Suddenly, a powerful explosion came out. Blam!Cui Cheng Gong screamed in terror when he saw the Bamboo Forest instantly scorched as if on fire. This Nangong Rong's damage reached one lie away, equivalent to half a kilometer."He's like a god. Just think of something, and it happens," Cui Cheng Gong thought with deep fear."If I want to survive, the first thing I have to do is take this immortal's heart," he thought.Throwing away his shame, the White Camel Mountain Sect Master knelt."Lord Immortal, if you wish, let Cui Cheng Gong become your slave. I'll show you the right moment to take your revenge.Currently, the boy named Suma Fen h
Swordbound Chronicles The Sixth Benefactor – Part I.
In the last moments, when the sky is still dark, two figures—a young man and a fairy—fill their time by enjoying the Red Bee Honey bought in Bread Doll City."Who would have thought that this refined honey extracted from Red Bees could help people maintain concentration? I think this honey would be suitable for consumption when one meditates to break through the cultivation realm," Suma Fen said as he looked at the two empty bottles they had finished."And my energy was instantly restored like I was starting from zero," Mismaya laughed. The two then continued their break by chatting about Red Bee Honey and its benefits.Then, time passed quickly. On the eastern horizon, a golden yellow color had appeared, looking shyly like a sign that the sun would soon shine on this entire Realm."Let's hurry through the Skull Field. According to the calculations on the map, our flying time will be two days, and of course, that's without taking into account rest time," Suma Fen said.In the blink of
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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
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
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
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
