Before the person arrives, the sword precedes him.
This is the most typical symbol of each generation of the Sword Saint.
Until the famous Sword Saint’s Sword had slaughtered all thousands of enemies pursuing He Jia and Xiang Lan siblings, not a single drop of blood stained the blade.
With a "shua" sound, a tall figure appeared amidst the mountain of corpses.
However, the person’s feet did not touch any of the bodies; instead, he hovered in mid-air, but with each step, he walked as if on flat ground.
He Jia knew that only those with Complete Internal Power could achieve this.
He had never seen Xie Leyou, but who hadn’t heard the na of the Sword Saint?
Rumors said Xie Leyou was unpredictable, both righteous and evil, acting solely based on his whims.
And the Sword Saint Sect was unique, without any sect formation; each generation had only one Sword Saint.
Yet unlike loose cultivators in Jianghu who explored on their own, the Sword Saint had a lineage, and the "Heavenly Movents Nine Swords" stood as the supre existence among all swordsmanship, domineering at its peak.
In the blink of an eye, Xie Leyou, who was several dozen ters away, suddenly appeared in front of He Jia.
In the face of such a powerful Inner Power Perfection master, He Jia, an eight-year-old child, had no power to resist.
Yet he still blocked in front of Xiang Lan, warily looking at Xie Leyou.
Even though Xie Leyou had slain these thousands of pursuers, whether he was friend or foe remained uncertain.
"Remarkable, innate sword bone, good, good, good!" Xie Leyou uttered "good" three tis, squinting at He Jia. "If this old man wanted to take you as a disciple and pass on the Sword Saint position to you, what do you think?"
He Jia furrowed his brows: "Please forgive , Senior."
After all, he was Xiang Heng’s son; regardless of whether this battle for the throne resulted in a win or a loss, his identity as a mber of the Xiang Imperial Family wouldn’t change, nor would his bloodline.
After rejecting Xie Leyou, He Jia beca even more vigilant. If he thereby angered Xie Leyou...
"Why is it that none of you want to beco the Sword Saint?" Xie Leyou rely muttered, "Since when did the position of Sword Saint beco a hot potato?"
He Jia was sowhat surprised.
Does that an Xie Leyou had already taken at least two disciples?
One of them must be Xie Leyou’s descendant, but who could the other be?
"Forget it, since you are unwilling, this old man won’t force it." Unexpectedly to He Jia, Xie Leyou wasn’t angry but instead remarked generously, "You have an innate sword bone, thus possessing your own path of cultivation. My second disciple has realized a new martial art by using a knife as a sword; you young ones are truly remarkable."
He Jia was curious about the second disciple capable of earning Xie Leyou’s praise, but he didn’t ask because the next second, Xie Leyou’s gaze fell on the three-year-old Xiang Lan.
"In my life, I regret not having a daughter," Xie Leyou said, crouching and smiling at Xiao Lan, "Little girl, are you willing to go to the Celestial Mountains with this old man?"
"Senior." He Jia blocked Xiang Lan again, "With your perceptive eyes, surely you can see that Xiao Lan cannot gather Inner Strength, let alone cultivate martial arts. What do you an by this, Senior?"
"This old man naturally noticed," Xie Leyou said, "but the fact that the little girl cannot cultivate martial arts doesn’t an there’s no martial art in this world she can’t learn. You, as her elder brother, don’t you want your sister to have more protection?"
He Jia’s expression paused.
His sister being unable to cultivate martial arts was indeed a source of distress for him.
He feared for those tis he would be absent; if he wasn’t there, who would protect his sister?
"Can I learn martial arts too?" Xiang Lan lifted her small head, "If you can teach martial arts, I will go with you to the Celestial Mountains."
"What an amazing little girl, to be unbothered by my Sword Domain," Xie Leyou exclaid in surprise, then laughed heartily, "I know of a kind of Qinggong that doesn’t require Inner Strength to initiate. If you learn it, you can move without a trace, crossing hundreds of ters in an instant. This way, even if you encounter danger, you can escape if you can’t fight."
"Okay," Xiang Lan said, "I will go to the Celestial Mountains with you."
He Jia spoke sternly, "Xiao Lan."
"Brother," Xiang Lan’s small hands held his wrist, "Didn’t you want to go to the Shence Military Camp? The Celestial Mountains are near the Shence Military Camp. Once I learn Qinggong, I can co visit you."
"You clever boy, with an innate sword bone but still wanting to learn the spear?" Xie Leyou seed surprised, "However, a long, long ti ago, I did hear of soone who could integrate two types of weapons."
True strength lies in honing a single path to its utmost, reaching the Extre Path, for only then can one possess the purest power.
At this mont, Xie Leyou did not expect that years later, Yan Wang Hejia would shake the Jianghu with the title "Peerless in Both Spear and Sword," with many wishing to witness a duel between him and the Master of Highest Heaven Tower, to see who would win.
Yet He Jia wasn’t reassured, as in his view, only when Xiang Lan was within his sight did he feel at ease.
"Brother, two years." Xiang Lan said, "Two years is enough ti for to learn Qinggong and for you to train at the Shence Military Camp. Maybe by then, we can go ho."
He Jia had never told her what their identity was.
But after so many years of pursuit, how could Xiang Lan’s wise mind not have guessed at least part of it?
"Boy, your sister makes a good point," Xie Leyou also said, "You won’t be able to protect your sister for her entire life."
"I can!" He Jia clenched his fists, "I’m her brother, why not?"
The montary anger in his eyes startled even Xie Leyou.
After a long pause, Xie Leyou finally muttered, "Because, there’s no one who can accompany soone forever; only oneself is reliable."
He clearly saw the imnse power contained within the body of this re eight-year-old boy.
Hence, he did not speak words of Xiang Lan’s frail health, sure that she would not live long, to provoke He Jia.
He Jia spoke coldly, "As long as I’m here, I will always protect her."
"But I also want to protect brother," Xiang Lan said, "Brother, let go."
In the end, He Jia agreed.
Xie Leyou took the two of them away and placed He Jia in the territory of the Divine Strategy Army.
The face of the Sword Saint, even the leaders of the Six Great Sects had to give deference.
Xie Leyou rely made an arrangent with the Commander of Divine Strategy Army of that ti to settle He Jia.
Then, he took Xiang Lan to the Celestial Mountains.
"Little girl, you have a senior disciple brother—sigh, rebellious child, best not to ntion him," Xie Leyou muttered, "And a second disciple brother, he... bears a deep blood feud, normally practicing solely, and is not present in the Celestial Mountains at this ti. Rest assured, no one will disturb you."
Xiang Lan nodded her head.
"I will find that Qinggong thod," Xie Leyou thought aloud, "By the way, do you like swords?"
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