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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
Swordbound Chronicles 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
Swordbound Chronicles 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
Swordbound Chronicles 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
Swordbound Chronicles 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
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Snow Lotus Breaks the Duel.
Jiayi looked uneasy. She didn't want the two White Stream Sect Leader geniuses to kill each other."Cool brother Jiang, can't you break up those two youngsters?Your cultivation is much higher than Jiayi's.It would be much easier if one is from the same cultivation realm, compared to my low cultivation self, to separate those two youngsters who seem to be going crazy," Jiayi said with an expectant look at Guo Jiang.Guo Jiang thought for a moment. He considered the risk if he showed his snow lotus technique. He looked for an excuse to refuse."Then what answer should I give to that Yin Fu He? On the other hand, we both also watched him practicing with their Peach Moon Sect's secret techniques," Guo Jiang asked back.Jiayi was a resourceful teenager. With just a quick thought, she had come up with the right answer, just in case Yin Fu He turned his anger on the two of them."About that, brother Guo Jiang doesn't need to worry. I have thought of the right answer to silence Yin Fu He. F
Fifteen Steps, Endless Blades.
The sword in Yin Fu He's hand was getting closer to Zhao Hua's back when it glowed in rainbow colors. Beautiful but dangerous.Jiayi was wide-eyed at the sight. Her heart was upset that there wasn't the slightest defense from Zhao Hua, who still seemed indifferent."You stupid dandy, he thinks the Rainbow Sword Technique is only a low-grade technique," Jiayi tensed up in fascination at the beauty of the Rainbow Sword.Suddenly, unexpectedly, Zhao Hua turned around quickly. His face broke into a faint smile, a look of disdain on his face. He wasn't stupid enough to just let the sword in Yin Fu He's hand split him in half.With a cold snort, his hand quickly brought out the sword that had been ready to come out of its sheath, too fast for the naked eye to follow.In a swift motion, still in a hovering state, Zhao Hua returned the sword strokes, now his demeanor changed from clumsy to serious and authoritative looking. His voice chanting the sword incantation was loud enough to raise the
Perfume and Sword Shadows.
Jiayi was just about to jump out from behind the snow mountain and apologize to Yin Fu He, but her movement was stopped. Guo Jiang gripped the girl's adoration tightly, so tightly that she wanted to scream in pain.Her eyes bulged like they were going to pop out of their sockets, but her heart calmed down at the sight of Brother Guo Jiang's shady eyes."Hold back, sister Jiayi.We should not act rashly. The matter of peeping at people practicing their stash techniques is embarrassing.We should wait a little longer and see what happens. My guess is that Yin Fu He is too prejudiced. How could he possibly detect the two of us who are quietly safe due to the status of this protective Talisman?" said Guo Jiang, stepping cautiously with distrust of that Yin Fu He.There was silence, but the sea breeze carrying vapor and ice grains sounded rough.Five winks passed, and Yin Fu He seemed to lose his patience. Sword sounds rang out as the youngster of the Crescent Moon Sect drew a sword. His f
Arena of Shattered Ice.
Because he held a VIP invitation that was a special invitation for the Thirteen Immortal World Rulers Sect Master, Huang Guowei was given a place to stay, a large pavilion that could accommodate more than 20 people.The Ice Island's master had apparently made professional preparations by setting up so many makeshift buildings as lodgings for so many sects, that is, outside of World Lord Martial arts world's thirteen largest sects.They passed through a large arena where the floor looked like a mirror; it was the original floor of ice crystals that were decades old—never melted a speck.There were tons of circular seating seats around the stage of the ice-crystal-floored arena.Huang Guowei glanced indifferently then whispered to Guo Jiang and Jiayi."It looks like the host intentionally made a combat arena, it's the most dangerous arena I've ever seen.The floor of this ice crystal is very slippery, so the best balance and Qinggong techniques will be helpful in case you join the fight
Moonlit Harbor, Hidden Motives.
Even from afar, the scent of jasmine mixed with lavender wafted up to their ocean-going ship.Jiayi laughed lightly at the dandy figure."That 15-year-old youngster is named Zhao Hua. He's the only son of the Patriarch of the Zhao Clan in the Ancient City of the Northwest Slope of this continent.At this young age, Zhao Hua had broken through to become a level 3 Earth Rank Practitioner. He mastered the 15 Steps of Death Sword Technique, a deadly sword technique of the Zhao Clan.Rumor had it that if someone in the Clan inherited the 15 Death Sword Movement Technique, then that person would become the next Patriarch of the Zhao Clan."Guo Jiang chuckled after hearing all of Jiayi's explanation. Indeed, in his recent journey, he felt that with his ability to break through to become a level 3 Earth Practitioner, it was extremely extraordinary. He was counted as a genius and a rare existence in the Martial arts world.But that sense of pride instantly melted away, drowning in the cold sea
Peach Moon and Lightning.
In the Northern Region of the Silver Screen Continent, the snow season seemed to never end throughout the year. Even if spring or summer came around, it wasn't too long before the flower season and summer would move quickly, welcoming the arrival of fall as the start of the long snow season.Today was a beautiful day, when the sky was clear and bright, free of gray clouds. Nonetheless, here in the North Sea, the surface of the sea was pure white with thin ice glistening in the sun, making the three medium-sized ships sailing across the sea look like huge whales swimming on a silver mirror.Guo Jiang and Jiayi stood on the bridge of their Ocean Crossing ship, looking at the ice crystals that lay glittering on the seawater, looking like a glass tapestry.On the starboard side of their ships, within a safe distance was each ship on the starboard side with a large pennant; it depicted half a peach blossom, side by side with an embroidered silver crescent moon, with two other swords crosse
Mercy and Hidden Roots
Guo Jiang said, "Give this pill to your leader. I suggest that he rest for no less than one month on a bed and not force himself to do any strenuous activities.If he violates the terms of treatment I have described, don't blame me if your leader young master will lose all his cultivation. If he doesn't take a complete rest within 1 month, his dantian will be damaged by the cold of the Snow Lotus, and then he will become a cripple."Ren's words were casual and unremarkable. But in the ears of the group of pirates who were also busy tending to their severely injured young master, the real threat of space sounded like a thunderclap in broad daylight.The dozens of people then knelt down to worship Guo Jiang while expressing their gratitude and promised not to violate the treatment rules required by the young man and would also pay close attention to who was worth reading and which groups they could not touch.There was no need to wait too long after Ren Huang pardoned the pirate leader'
One Strike, Endless Frost.
Guo Jiang swung the Silent Shadow Sword; he performed a poking motion that contained a deadly cold force, the magnitude of which was as heavy as 1900 jin. It was even one fierce pure air power that was higher than the pirate man's combat energy.Wush!Qian Chang swung back, intent on blocking Guo Jiang's sword strike. In his view, his sect's Water Snake Sword Art had a defense ability that was as solid as a summer fortress. But suddenly Qian Chang's chest was tight in a freeze.All eyes now looked with pity at the young pirate leader.The young man who claimed to be Roque Kultivator swore with a strange technical chant that made the air instantly condense into crystals and time seemed to slow down."Ice Island Cold Energy!" a horrified hiss sounded from the mouths of the pirate members.The youngster was now so fast that his movements were barely caught by the eye. Everyone was surprised to see Guo Jiang flying across the long distance between ships, his wings flapping beautifully.It
Arrogance Shattered in Ice.
Qian Chang was a genius of the Water Snake Sect, which was one of the ten sects of the pirate group that ruled the waters of the North Sea. Out of the ten pirate sects in the North Sea, the Water Snake Sect was the most dominant, as it had many members who were mostly early to mid-level Earth ranked lake river cultivators.Qian Chang was the nephew of Pirate Sect Master Qian Lau. Pirate Qian Lau loved his nephew Qian Chang very much, considering that he had been nurtured by Qian Lau since childhood, so the old Pirate had considered Qian Chang as his own biological son.Growing up in a harsh environment full of lake river criminals, and being hailed from an early age as the young master to replace the old pirate Qian Lau, made Qian Chang grow up to be a proud young man who never knew the meaning of hardship.Indeed, since he was a child, the boy had always been pampered and had never known the meaning of defeat in his life; that was because all members of the Water Snake Sect respected
