“But, you haven’t taught me anything other than raising a sword. When Wuyou and Wulu surpass me, it will be a sore slap to your face.” Xiao Budian snorts coldly. He holds the sword and keeps his head, then leaves without looking back.
Zhan Yu looks at his stubborn back and worries, “Your junior brother is hot-tempered, so I’m making him raise his sword for a few more years. But you are gentle, and you don’t need to raise it that long. Our Haoran Zhenqi faction is very different from the killing faction. We simply can’t compare to them in the early stages, but you will see later on that we are no worse than them.
“I asked you to look for that sword because I want to tell you that the sword is a second life for us sword cultivators. Although there is no philosophy in our faction that we live and die by the sword, it is still a sword that you choose from countless others. It is precisely that fate that you must not discard so easily.”
Zhan Yu pauses for a moment, “You may use spiritual energy when you enter the water this time. Choose a sword that belongs to you and keep it well.” After he says that, he gets up, then leaves in a huff. As he’s leaving, a sword handle appears in his hands out of nowhere, its blade greenish. He brings out a few sword characters at will and strides away. But as Su Tingyun finds out, there’s a line of words on the grass just now.
Ten years of growth. Grow an unyielding character, rear the spirit of loyalty and self-sacrifice, nourish courage, make harmony, forge friendships, cultivate Boundless Righteousness [Haoran Zhenqi].
The calligraphy is bold and powerful, and contains a majestic sword intent.
Su Tingyun does not have any offensive techniques. She herself very much looks forward to cultivating the sword. Moreover, she heard that Big Bai’s seal may need the Haoran Zhenqi Sword to break. She has also made up her mind to learn swordsmanship. Looking at these words now, a sense of pride surges in her heart for ten thousand fathoms. She turns her head and steps into the lake once more.
This time, she continues walking towards the bottom of the lake. First, she’s going to choose her own sword, and second, she wants to take this opportunity to examine the seal under the Cleansing Sword Lake.
There are thousands and thousands of flying swords at the bottom of the lake. She looks at one hilt after another and feels dazzled. Su Tingyun approaches the flying sword at the center of Cleansing Sword Lake, and sees that the swords there form a circle, and at the center of it, there is a broken broadsword.
But while she’s still ten feet away from the circle, Su Tingyun couldn’t get any closer.
There, that is the seal of the Cleansing Sword Lake.
Big Bai is trapped in the Sealed Heaven Border, but what secrets are hidden in the sword grave of the Cleansing Sword Lake?
A mystery that someone from the upper realm like Bai Su can’t unravel, does this mean that the Obliteration Sword Tower and the Cleansing Sword Lake have also produced people that have surpassed the limits of this realm? But Bai Su also said that no cultivator from this realm has ever ascended, so it makes things more confusing and complicated.
Su Tingyun focuses her consciousness and tries to explore the seal. But the enchantment is too strong, and there is no way for her consciousness to penetrate it. Then at that moment, the flying swords in the circle tremble in unison, the water waves at the bottom of the lake surges from the center, the forces of the current push Su Tingyun away. She staggers back a few paces, and the bottom of her foot steps on a sharp object. It directly pierces the barrier of her spiritual energy, as well as the soles of her shoes, then digs into the arch of her feet.
The blood smudges out in the clear water, and the thin sliver of red is like a soft yarn that unspools and scatters.