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

Duan Zhao's voice rippled through the rainy night of Tailing.


Wu Yin couldn't help but laugh out loud as he sized up the young man carrying a heavy sword, his eyes brimming with mockery. Did this kid think he was Xie Xuanyi?


Even if it were Xie Xuanyi, at the Initial Cave Heaven stage, he couldn't achieve such a feat!


"If you manage to kill two, that's considered passing."


Xie Xuanyi patted the young man on the shoulder and said softly, "After we get back, I'll record one merit for you."


Duan Zhao took a deep breath, raised his hand to grasp the hilt of his heavy sword, and his gaze swept over the figures in black robes on the mountain top, a flash of killing intent in his eyes.


The young man in green carrying the heavy sword actually took the initiative to attack, stepping on the cliffs of Tailing like a fierce cheetah!


Chapter 20 Ghost Soul