Chapter 63: Chapter 63: Reincarnation, Master of the Sword

Inside the ancient palace on the mid-mountain plaza of Cyan Dragon Mountain.

Dai Sangyu, clad in a gray robe, sat cross-legged. A three-foot-long sword, streaked with cyan and white, lay across her lap.

The entire hall was silent, unnervingly so. Dai Sangyu sat there like a piece of deadwood, her breathing so faint it was almost nonexistent.

Suddenly—

The three-foot blade resting on her lap began to tremble slowly, its vibrations reaching a terrifying frequency.

The Flying Sword’s commotion naturally startled Dai Sangyu. She opened her eyes, her gaze falling upon the vibrating sword on her lap.

’What’s going on? The Flying Sword is faintly resisting me. It’s been over one hundred and fifty years since it accepted me as its master, and it has never once been out of my control!’

As she hesitated...

SWOOSH!

A brilliant cyan glow erupted from the three-foot blade on her lap. It shot straight into the sky, smashing through the palace’s vaulted ceiling as it flew out!

"This is bad!" Panic flashed in Dai Sangyu’s eyes.

She hastily summoned an Escape Light and flew out of the palace, following the opening the Flying Sword had created.

Poised in the sky above Cyan Dragon Mountain, she then saw—

The sentient Flying Sword that had accompanied her for one hundred and fifty years and slain countless heretical cultivators was now unleashing innumerable Sword Auras, like strands of cyan silk, into the sky. The commotion caused the Spiritual Qi of the entire Cyan Dragon Mountain to fluctuate violently.

A thousand zhang high in the air, countless motes of spiritual light, visible to the naked eye, materialized from nothing. These motes shimmered with all the colors of the rainbow. At their very center was the Flying Sword, which had now transformed to be several zhang long.

Then, a sudden hum resonated through the sky. Like a waterspout, the Flying Sword, shrouded in a hazy cyan glow, absorbed the massive quantity of spiritual motes.

By now, the Flying Sword’s terrifying display had already alerted most of the Cultivators on Cyan Dragon Mountain.

"Senior Sister, what is this?" Meng Qingyi flew to Dai Sangyu’s side, looking curiously at the several-zhang-long Flying Sword in the sky.

Dai Sangyu frowned. "I—"

Before she could finish her sentence...

ROAR—

High in the sky, the Flying Sword suddenly let out a heaven-shaking cry like a dragon’s roar. The sound instantly spread throughout the entire Immortal City, causing every Cultivator within to look up involuntarily toward Cyan Dragon Mountain.

Immediately after.

Having absorbed a massive amount of Spiritual Mechanism, the Flying Sword, like a true cyan dragon, transformed into a streak of light and shot toward the eastern sky of the Immortal City!

Seeing the streak of light about to collide with the Tier Three Grand Array enveloping the Immortal City, all the Cyan Dragon Mountain Cultivators, including Dai Sangyu, paled instantly. "This is bad!"

Just as the streak of light was about to hit the Immortal City’s Tier Three Grand Array...

A white Escape Light shot out from the palace at the peak of Cyan Dragon Mountain, arriving near the streak of light in an instant.

Then, with a simple reach and grasp, she refined the once-terrifying Flying Sword down to a foot in length and held it in her palm.

Sleeves fluttering in the wind, the figure who had subdued the Flying Sword drifted before Dai Sangyu and the others.

Only then could they see clearly that it was a tall Female Cultivator in a white palace gown, her lower face concealed by a white veil.

Although her full face was not visible, the contours of her upper face suggested that an exquisitely beautiful countenance lay beneath the veil.

Seeing this Female Cultivator, the several Foundation Establishment Cultivators in the sky hurriedly bowed. "Master!"

This veiled woman in the palace gown was none other than the master of the Immortal City, Fenglan Master.

"All of you, disperse. Sangyu, come with me." A magnetic voice resounded in everyone’s ears.

Hearing this, the others, including Meng Qingyi, respectfully withdrew. Only Dai Sangyu followed Fenglan Master into the palace at the peak of Cyan Dragon Mountain.

Entering the hall, Dai Sangyu frowned and explained, "Master, I was just cultivating when this sentient Flying Sword suddenly went out of control. I still don’t know why!"

Fenglan Master nodded, her voice devoid of joy or sorrow. "I know it has nothing to do with you. The sentient Flying Sword didn’t lose control. It simply wanted to find its true master."

"True master?" Dai Sangyu was confused.

Fenglan Master didn’t try to be mysterious and explained directly, "This sentient Flying Sword was left behind by a senior brother of mine from our time in the Celestial Profound Sect before he passed away. Before his passing, he told me that if reincarnation truly exists in this world, the sentient Flying Sword would lead me to him when he returned. Now... he has returned."

After hearing Fenglan Master’s words, Dai Sangyu’s eyes widened, her face filled with shock. She asked urgently, "Reincarnation? Does such a thing really exist in the world?"

Fenglan Master shook her head, then nodded. "I don’t know for sure. However, the Sword Cultivator legacy my senior brother obtained back then was extraordinary. It might contain some worldly secrets that we are unaware of. When he gave me the sentient Flying Sword he had forged before he passed, I just thought he was trying to console me. But now, it seems the Flying Sword’s quest to find its master proves that reincarnation is real."

Fenglan Master stroked the sentient Flying Sword in her hand, as if she could see through it, back across two hundred years of time, to the scene of her senior brother telling her to retreat with the sect disciples while he alone guarded the gates of the Celestial Profound Sect, holding off the advancing Blood Shadow Sect.

"Hahaha... Junior Sister Bai, I don’t give a damn about these fiends from the Demon Dao! You all go first. I’ll kill a few of these demonic bastards and then catch up with you!"

Her senior brother’s voice still echoed in her ears, but she never saw him return.

In that battle, her senior brother, at Early-stage Core Formation, fought against four Core Formation experts from the Blood Shadow Sect all by himself!

The result of that battle: the Blood Shadow Sect lost an Early-stage Core Formation Elder, their Late-stage Core Formation Grand Elder was grievously injured, and her senior brother... his sword was shattered, and he perished.

The Blood Shadow Sect suffered a great loss of Primordial Energy and halted their westward invasion.

And because of her senior brother’s astounding battle record, the other kingdoms of the Western Wilderness accepted the remaining Cultivators of the Celestial Profound Sect, giving them precious time to catch their breath.

Only after that did Xiao Qing break through to Tier Three, and she established the Immortal City in the Cloud Mist Mountain Range!

Fenglan Master’s eyes grew distant. ’Senior Brother Xu, have you really returned?’

...

Dai Sangyu suggested, "Master, then let’s go and bring Martial Uncle back right now."

Fenglan Master returned from her reverie. She did not agree with Dai Sangyu’s suggestion, but instead asked, "How long until you reach Perfect Foundation Establishment and can attempt to break through to Core Formation?"

Dai Sangyu looked up. "Several more years, approximately."

Fenglan Master nodded and said, "I must remain here to guard the Immortal City and cannot leave. Since the sentient Flying Sword is willing to be wielded by you, it proves you have an affinity with my senior brother. After you reach Core Formation, make the trip yourself. Take my senior brother’s reincarnation as your disciple and teach him to cultivate."

"Alright." Dai Sangyu agreed, but she quickly thought of another problem. "Master, what if Martial Uncle doesn’t have a Spiritual Root?"

Fenglan Master handed the Flying Sword to Dai Sangyu. "Don’t worry. In this life, my senior brother will definitely possess a Spiritual Root, and a special Sword Dao physique as well. Now, you may go."

Dai Sangyu nodded. "Master, I understand."

Fenglan Master watched her disciple’s retreating back, a complex look in her eyes.

In truth, her senior brother had told her before he passed that he might have to reincarnate several times before he would possess a Spiritual Root and be able to set foot on the Immortal Dao once more.

In over two hundred years, her senior brother had likely already reincarnated several times. It was just that in those previous lives, he had failed to possess a Spiritual Root, and thus couldn’t trigger the Flying Sword to acknowledge him as its master, forced to live out each life as a mortal.

As for why she believed her senior brother had a Sword Dao physique, it was because only such a constitution could make the sentient Flying Sword acknowledge a master—just like her own disciple.

’My senior brother must have just been born.’ Thinking of this, a smile couldn’t help but appear in Fenglan Master’s eyes.

A Cultivator’s Spiritual Root is actually present from birth. The reason one must wait until after the age of twelve to begin Qi Refining is simply because the Spiritual Root is latent before that age and cannot be detected.

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