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

"Don't act, I won't fall for it this time."


Xie Xuanyi was puzzled and chided with a smile, "When you first joined Lotus Peak, your face was the very picture of honesty... How long has it been, and who taught you these tricks?"


Feeling the gaze of Xie Zhen upon him, Huang Su furrowed his brows and coolly replied, "What are you looking at me for... Do I look like that kind of person? Isn't it obvious who's teaching him?"


Most of the time, Duan Zhao was cultivating on his own.


So... was this something he learned by himself?


Xie Xuanyi, realizing he was at a disadvantage, chose to drop the matter.


He sighed lightly and turned back to the main topic, "The incident at Moss Ridge last night, there was actually no need for all the fuss."


By early this morning, the Great Pudu Temple had already started its sermon.


This meant that last night's encirclement at Moss Ridge had not affected Miao Zhen in the slightest.


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