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

"Master said to deliver this letter to you directly. You can open it and read the contents yourself."


The young Taoist respectfully held out the envelope with both hands: "Master Qian Lian also said he is cultivating on the 'Qingfu Mountain' next door. If you have time, you can go over and talk."


Where was the arrogance his brother showed when he first entered the city? Now that he's starting territorial disputes, he's acting all disciplined... he sent an ordinary disciple with a letter inviting me to come next door? Why doesn't he dare to come himself?


Qin Baihuang took the envelope, didn't even look at it, and directly threw it into his storage bag.


He coldly said, "There's nothing worth reading in this letter. Go back and tell your master that I will not go to 'Qingfu Mountain.' If he has anything to say, he can come to 'Xuanzhui Mountain' to find me!"


Original text: Chapter 41 Existence_2 Modified after: