Wrestling Panda

"Sword Cultivators may die standing, but they shall never live on their knees!"
Xie Xuanyi fell into the Northern Sea, yet, under the nourishment of the "Undying Spring," he unexpectedly welcomed a second life.
Chronic ailments had faded, and new flames reignited.
A single ember can set the fields ablaze.
Enchantresses, Sword Immortals, Buddhist disciples... A multitude of demons danced chaotically as a great tide approached, heralding another golden age!
In his previous life, his body was frail; in this life, he would refine his body with golden vital energy, achieving indestructible, crystal-clear Vajra bones!
If the three hundred flying swords of the past were all broken, then he would forge an entire Sword Qi Cave Heaven!
"Talismans, formation patterns, Daoist techniques—I only know so much—"
Xie Xuanyi sat alone within a great array, with his former long sword placed across his knees.
"Who says the path realized by Sword Cultivators can only be the Sword Dao?"

Remould the Glory of Sword Art

Shang Yi infused the bamboo slip with Divine Thought, and after exploring it, felt somewhat disappointed.


Xie Zhen had not presented the ancient text from the Great Yue Kingdom to the Taoist sects.


Within the bamboo slip, hidden was an outline of swordsmanship. Shang Yi didn't have time for a careful look, but she could vaguely sense the profound and deep implications of the sword techniques.


"I saw a Sword Palace predecessor practicing swordsmanship in the Xuanshui Cave Heaven," said Xie Xuanyi with a smile, "and this sword technique is very similar to the heritage of the Yuqing Pavilion, around seventy to eighty percent."


"The outline of this sword technique is the gift I am giving to the Yuqing Pavilion."


Chapter 8 Red Pavilion