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Swordbound Chronicles Rongon the King.
The griffin flew through the sky, traveling at high speed across the Mystical Forest River and drifting towards the southern part of the Magical Beast Realm."Before we reach the City of Peace," said Suma Fen, unfolding the map in his hand, "we must cross two magical beast clan territories. The snake race clan's territory is first, followed by the white tiger race clan. If we make it through those two territories, Peace City will be our resting place before moving towards Sihl Hill."He then turned to Mismaya, "Is there anything important I should know about those two clans?"Mismaya looked surprised, but fortunately, her knowledge of this realm was extensive. She began to narrate her knowledge of the snake race and the white tiger race.With a serious expression, Mismaya began her story, "The snake race is quite a powerful race and has great influence in this part of the realm..."Within the Magical Beast Realm, each clan of a certain race usually has a patriarch or some sort of rule
Swordbound Chronicles A Deceptive Spirit Ship – Part I.
Slowly, out of the darkness of the night, emerged the silhouette of a woman with a sexy body. She was wearing an outfit with a low cleavage, attempting to highlight her two breasts."How are you, Rongon?" the woman said.Instead of a friendly reply or an intimate greeting, the half-snake man named Rongon sneered in a condescending tone."Whose figure are you imitating, Venula? Are you still using clay to become shapeshifting magic again? Or are you disguised using a certain makeup tool?" asked Rongon, pretending to be ignorant. He continued."But ah... I forgot something. You are a copyist who relies on clay to change shape," Rongon laughed in satisfaction when he saw Venula's face turn ugly."Shut your mouth. I didn't come here because I wanted to.For me, it's better to be quietly in the City of Peace as the city lord, rather than begging to talk to an obscure-shaped creature like you," Venula retorted angrily.Rongon casually cursed back."Then what do you want? Just tell me what M
Swordbound Chronicles A Deceptive Spirit Ship – Part II.
A brief explanation is needed here. Kaishu and Aira, who are also warlords of the Snake Clan, are actually from the snake race called Arabhar and Peluda.Arabhars are a race of flying snakes that glide through the air using wings, which are flaps of skin connected to bones that protrude outward. When this Arabhar creature expands its wings, from afar it looks like a ship that has spread its sails wide, often fooling opponents who think it is a normal ship.Peluda is a mythical snake similar in shape to the dragons of the Western Continent, which has long spines all over its body, resembling a porcupine.That afternoon the sky was clear with thin clouds scattered about, forming a kind of light mist that decorated the sky, which was beginning to turn orange. At that moment, a spirit creature with the head of an eagle, the body of an eagle, and the legs of a lion appeared in the sky, moving quickly towards the south. That was the griffin.There appeared to be two human figures sitting on
Swordbound Chronicles Death of Kaishu.
"Argh!" cried Mismaya with a deafening sound of horror.The young girl felt as if a terrifying invisible force was rising from behind her, ready to cut her down. She was unable to turn her face away, unable to stare at the dangerous aura emanating from it.Mismaya could only look down, bending her trembling legs. Cold sweat dripped from her forehead, flowed down her cheeks, and condensed faintly in the cold night breeze.Griffin, the eagle-headed lion, also swayed and became unstable in his flight. A thick, murderous air chased them from behind. All of that happened after the spirit ship they thought it was passed by the right side of the Griffin's flight."This is the aura of an extremely dangerous giant creature," the griffin hissed in a voice full of anxiety.Then what about Suma Fen? From the very beginning, when they crossed paths with the empty spirit ship, he had never lost sight of the spirit ship. Suma Fen also twisted his body and looked at the spirit ship, which was now twe
Swordbound Chronicles Aira the Younger – Part I.
Kaishu believed that this gray-clothed young man was a practitioner in the Ancient SAGE realm. Hence, he felt that with his ninety percent strength, he would render his opponent paralyzed.Now, the fiery red light could be seen rapidly darting towards the youngster, ready to paralyze and mutilate the opponent."Water Chakra Sword!" returned Suma Fen, forming sword energy from Mismaya's remaining sweat vapor.Kaishu was wide-eyed with his mouth agape. He really did not expect that his opponent, the gray-robed youngster, was able to create sword energy from the remaining dew, which now had an oppressive power much stronger than before."I-this is the energy of an expert, at least in the realm of the Quasi Immortal Passing Realm... B-how is that possible?" it was too late for Kaishu. He did not expect that his opponent had such a high cultivation."Quasi? N-no... no way...This much power is a middle-ranked Immortal Passing Realm," Kaishu murmured.Kaishu let out a pained cry as he saw t
Swordbound Chronicles Aira the Younger – Part II.
"Something very large seems to be standing in the air and blocking our flight. You'd better slow down, and let me go check first."Without waiting for Griffin's affirmative answer, suddenly a shadow was seen flashing fast, even faster than a moving shadow, flying towards the large figure in front.Practically, when it saw a situation that was likely to involve another major battle, the Griffin instantly stopped flying. It kept its distance and hovered silently in place. From about a li away, Mismaya and the Griffin watched as two figures in the distance seemed to be having a serious conversation."Peluda!" hissed Mismaya and Griffin simultaneously.The other figure, small in stature, was Suma Fen, while the other figure was a type of reptile resembling the shape of a dragon from the Western Continent, large and with sharp thorns all over its body.Meanwhile."I don't think I have any problems with you, snake race creature," Suma Fen shouted."So please get out of our way, as I have no
Swordbound Chronicles A Grand Magus – Part I.
The Mystical Forest in the Magical Beast Realm was still dark. The long, winding river that cut through the world from north to south looked like a giant snake, always twisting with flashes of scales that were actually splashes of water along the river.At that time, in the sky at the border of the Snake Clan's territory, a creature with the head of an eagle, the body of a lion, and the wings of an eagle flew quickly out of the territory. The magical creature's flight was as fast as a meteor.Although the creature, known as the Griffin, passed in the blink of an eye, it wasn't long before another figure, in the form of a large man in a suit of armor, chased after the Griffin, swinging a spear with a spiked mace head."Where are you running to, Griffin and the little fairy? The death of both of you is imminent after the death of the gray-clad human," the voice of the figure chasing the Griffin and the elf sounded creepy from behind.Dawn had just broken, heralding the sun that would fo
Swordbound Chronicles A Grand Magus – Part I.
Aira only prayed in her heart, asking for forgiveness for her sins in this world.At that time, the morning sun had partially emerged, so a bright yellowish color should have flooded the sky at the border of the Snake Clan territory. But grim shades of bright red mixed with blood red instantly overflowed from the object in the youngster's hand.Like blood flowing in a great river, the red light blocked out the warm rays of the sun and turned the atmosphere gloomy, as gloomy as Aira's anguished screams inside.Aira cried as she watched her figure slowly shrivel up, with all energy lost in the blood-red color.Three blinks of an eye later, Aira's figure turned into ashes. After Aira's death, the south wind quickly blew, carrying away the ashes of Aira's figure that now left no trace at all.The atmosphere immediately became quiet. The color of the blood-red curse disappeared when the youngster put back the Queen's Eye Artifact.Nonetheless, even though the gloomy trail of cursed blood h
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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
