Deep Feelings

In the Ancient Era, the Demon clan vanished without a trace. In more recent times, the Dragon Clan disappeared. The age when the divine way flourished had faded away like smoke, and the pinnacle of the flying swords era eventually fell into decline…
What has happened to this world?
Who will listen to the historical truth buried in the long river of time?
Bodies were strewn over a thousand miles of mountains and river; the harrowing hunger of tigers depicted across a hundred years of heaven and earth.
The impartiality of the cosmos is as heartless as ever,
Yet I possess a burning red heart—one that patrols the heavens!
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Welcome to the Immortal Sword World, where emotions run deep.
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Red Heart Patrols the Sky

Still upon that Nameless Mountain, Ku Jue the Old Monk was sitting cross-legged at the mountaintop, absentmindedly picking his toes as he leisurely asked, "Was Linzi fun?"


Not far away, Jing Li the Monk was sitting properly on a clean stone slab with a face full of lingering fear. "Linzi was terrifying."


"Without your master accompanying you, you really couldn't handle it... Ah, youth." Ku Jue sighed, then sneered, "Which old coot bullied you? Why was it terrifying? Speak."


Jing Li the Monk pouted and said, "A group of women touched me."


"Heh, that's nothing." Ku Jue dismissed it immediately, but only after the words escaped did he truly register what his disciple had said.


With a swift slap, he struck Jing Li the Monk's bald head, leaving five muddy fingerprints behind. "You little punk, playing the field like this!?"


Chapter Seventy-four Admonitions