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

While saying these words, Jing San was still smiling, but there was a hint of sadness in his tone.


Buddhists believe that everything in the world has a spirit, and anything with a spirit can cultivate.


But the cultivation of a treasure is extremely difficult... one does not know how many years of hardships and trials it takes to awaken a trace of Spirit Wisdom. For ordinary mortals who defy the heavens, it is for the pursuit of immortality, but for existences like "Jing San" who defy the heavens, it is often just to seek for the illusory freedom.


"So you went through all this trouble to bring me here just to say these things?"


The self-pity in Jing San's words was somewhat laughable to Xie Xuanyi.


The cultivation of treasures is difficult, and the cultivation of mortals is also difficult.


Chapter 54: Departure Pavilion