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

Xie Xuanyi perceived the undertone in True Master Jun Shan's words, yet remained undisturbed.


He gazed at the reflection of lanterns on Ying Lake, speaking in an exceedingly calm voice, "For a dynasty to make its people willing to die for it, it's not as simple as chanting slogans... Whether a dynasty rises or falls isn't just about what the subjects have done for the dynasty, but also what the rulers of the dynasty have done for the people."


A simple truth circulated among the mundane streets.


The common man should regard himself as a person.


Those above should regard others as people.


If Great Chu were to follow Great Yue, treating its citizens as worthless, how could such a dynasty be worth the sacrifice of its subjects?


True Master Jun Shan's youthful face unexpectedly took on a few traces of vicissitudes.


His eyes held regret and even more pity.


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