Remould the Glory of Sword Art

Jiang Qihu suddenly stopped in his tracks, his teeth clenched, his body trembling, and his fists shaking... He had taken every word of Yuan Jimo's mockery to heart earlier.

The chaos in Qing State had finally settled into peace.

He was certainly happy.

But it was not happiness for his mentor, but for the people of Qing State, for the future of Da Chu.

As a disciple of the library, he was well aware that his master was burning his life force in his tireless efforts—

Cultivation, cultivation, seeking longevity.

Destiny, destiny, running counter to the path.

"Master, have you forgotten how you usually teach me?"

The clumsy Qihu said with grievance, "You taught me to always stand tall in the Imperial City, not to lose the face of the Jiang Family or the library! If bullied, never endure it, if others push you an inch, you push back three feet!"

Chen Jingxuan was struck dumb.

"But you just said... A gentleman does not show anger, where is the sense in that?"

Jiang Qihu spoke with difficulty, feeling aggrieved.

A gentleman does not show anger.

On reflection, though it was the first time he heard it from his master, he seemed to have heard it from others before.

"A gentleman... shows no anger unless provoked."

Chen Jingxuan sighed lightly, "That was something Mr. Xie once said."

The Little National Master looked at the campfire burning beside him, which after a whole day had dwindled to a few embers. Fortunately, it had not yet burned out; with some more firewood, it could blaze vigorously again.

Without any hesitation.

He threw the decree paper and some useless drafts into it.

With a sizzle, the flames grew larger.

Jiang Qihu stood still, reminded by his master, he then recalled.

Indeed, it was something Xie Xuanyi had once said.

A gentleman shows no anger unless provoked, and once angry...

Back then, Xie Xuanyi had only spoken halfway before he scoffed, drew his sword, and went out to kill.

That day, many people in Qing State died.

Upon further reflection, his own master seemed to have never suffered any loss either.

A man who could befriend Xie Xuanyi, teaching principles like "if someone pushes you an inch, you push back three feet"...

How could he be a mild-tempered good samaritan?

"Yuan Jimo brought this decree merely wanting me to provide an 'answer' from the Paperman Sect."

Chen Jingxuan said indifferently, "If they want it, then I'll give it... that's all."

Jiang Qihu said anxiously, "The chaos in Qing State, you just used the Chi Hun instrument, is this really wise?"

"Don't worry, I value my life more than anyone."

Chen Jingxuan lowered his eyes and smiled, saying, "There are still people waiting for me, how can I afford to waste my life recklessly?"

Jiang Qihu stared at his master in confusion.

"Da Sui has opened mountains, you should visit the Sword Palace."

Chen Jingxuan said slowly, "It has been ten years; you should see your sister... and also, do some errands for me."

Jiang Qihu took steps, looking back repeatedly, but ultimately accepted the command and left.

Eventually, the library returned to its serene and empty state.

Chen Jingxuan took out the Ruyi Order and poured his Divine Thought into it.

...

...

Moments later, an ink-like shadow slowly congregated within the library; the youth removed his hat, sitting directly across from the Little National Master.

The jade desk was pristine, the tea warm, emitting curling steam.

Though it had only been a month since they last met, the two seemed like old friends of many years.

No need for words when meeting, just a glance sufficed.

"Rare, rare."

Xie Xuanyi unceremoniously picked up the teacup, jesting, "I didn't expect that after parting in Qing State... it would be you who would use this Ruyi Order first."

After the upheaval in Qing State ended.

Xie Xuanyi and Chen Jingxuan had not contacted each other again.

This Ruyi Order had thus returned to tranquility...

Especially precious, Xie Xuanyi treasured it as if it were his own life, hidden and cherished.

For him, unless there was an insurmountable issue, he would absolutely not contact the library.

As for Chen Jingxuan, positioned high in Da Chu, holding countless resources, naturally the same was true.

When the Ruyi Order sounded, Xie Xuanyi knew right away.

The Little National Master was in trouble.

"There's a problem."

Chen Jingxuan said with a smile, "...only you can help me."

"But say no more."

Xie Xuanyi waved his hand casually.

Chen Jingxuan got straight to the point, "You previously mentioned, in Beihai Ling, that you had dealings with the Paperman Sect..."

"Does the Imperial City need the records of the Paperman Sect?"

Xie Xuanyi directly addressed Chen Jingxuan's intention; he was always straightforward, disliking beating around the bush.

In fact, after contacting Fangyuan Square in Lingqu City.

He had vaguely guessed some indications.

He, under the guise of the "Paperman Sect," had slain Jin Yuan and Chi Hun of Xuanshui Cave Heaven... partly to avenge the old grudge from North Sea, and partly to stir some trouble in South Border.

Evil Cultivators fighting among themselves, why not take pleasure in it?

But he had not expected that the Paperman Sect would openly admit to this act, which then led the entire Yin Mountain to declare war!

This so-called "trouble" was far beyond Xie Xuanyi's expectations, and from the looks of it, it was likely to escalate.

The reason Yin Mountain declared war was not simply because the deaths of Jin Yuan and Chi Hun stung the White Ghost.

The truth behind it wasn't hard to guess.

Yin Mountain had the backing of a much larger force.

There was only one possibility.

That was the Great Chu Imperial City.

"Mr. Xie is indeed 'sharp-sighted'."

Chen Jingxuan smiled faintly, "Indeed... this record is needed by the Imperial City."

What does a profound connection entail?

With just a few words from Chen Jingxuan, Xie Xuanyi roughly understood the reasons and consequences of why the Little National Master had used the order.

Over the years.

The Three Great Sects were so oppressed by the Paperman Sect that they couldn't even lift their heads, yet they couldn't find the Sect's main entrance or even see what the Daoist Master looked like.

Now that a war was looming, they naturally needed some intelligence.

If the Imperial City was stating its support, they at least had to show some sincerity...

But how precious is the fate of the Monitor of Heaven?

Chen Jingxuan valued his life, and he also knew, the so-called support from the Imperial City was nothing more than a perfunctory measure.