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

Fa Li was a high monk from Fan Yin Temple, sent to reside in Great Pudu Temple. When he was young, he came to Great Chu and secluded himself in Red Mountain, cultivating until now.


In the mountains where years do not exist, unbeknownst to him, he had cultivated to the fifth realm of Yin God.


Yet, through the endless bamboo leaves, Fa Li found… he could not see through the young man before him.


After a moment of silence, Fa Li spoke with a heavy voice. He no longer concealed his aura but slowly straightened his back, and his aura began to rise. A wild wind howled, and broken leaves formed a hidden tiger, faintly overpowering this world.


As the respectable Yin God, could he not measure Xie Zhen's Divine Sea?


"If that's the case, Xie won't be polite then."


Chapter 38 Measuring