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

She rubbed her wrists and could clearly sense a difference as she subconsciously reached out with a thread of Divine Thought.


Her flying sword had become much lighter!


Unable to restrain herself, Deng Baiyi asked, "In that case, won't I be able to fly with my sword very soon?"


The laughter that the youth in the Daoist robe had finally managed to suppress broke forth again.


He chuckled helplessly, "Miss Deng, you don't see yourself as Xie Xuanyi, do you? You've just established your foundation, and already you want to fly with your sword?"


Controlling a sword for a few breaths and using a sword to carry objects are two different concepts.


As for flying on a sword, that's even harder!


Deng Baiyi said resentfully, "Even just thinking about it isn't allowed? If not in one year, then two years, or three."


The youth in the Daoist robe couldn't help but snicker.


Chapter 15 Jun Mountain_2