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

Lu Yuzhen slowly took out a treasure bead.


Under the tempering of the scorching core, this treasure bead radiated a perfect golden hue.


Humans have three souls and seven forms; the Fetal Light is the life-sustaining soul among the three!


Xie Xuanyi's suspicions were confirmed at this moment.


The reason for the hostility towards Lu Yuzhen since their first meeting was because his "Fetal Light" was in Lu Yuzhen's hands.


A strand of robust Sword Qi surged forth, instantly piercing Lu Yuzhen's palm and the furnace.


However, there was no scene of the furnace exploding or blood splattering.


Because all of this... was merely an illusion!


Lu Yuzhen was not in Pure White Mountain; the scene of him holding the Fetal Light was just an image he deliberately left behind with his Divine Soul before departing.


Chapter 16: That Time, That Moment