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

Round Turtle Mountain was not like Qingfu Mountain, lacking the protection of Tiger Creek Cave Heaven. As night fell, the entire mountain became quiet and dark.


The Cave Heaven Spiritual Treasure of Baihua Valley took root and grew into a giant vine that stretched towards the sky, with each disciple having their own private residence. Yuan Yi was originally meditating quietly by herself, intending to pass this silent night, but at midnight, a gentle knock sounded at the door of her abode.


The voice of the knocker was light and clear.


Yuan Yi opened the door with some confusion, and outside stood a beautiful woman dressed in white, carrying a box of pastries.


"Senior Sister Yuan, I couldn't sleep."


The beautiful woman smiled and said, "Visiting at midnight, am I disturbing you?"


Revised: Chapter 49 Tomb-sweeping Day