Remould the Glory of Sword Art

Jiang Miaoyin's invitation was somewhat beyond Xie Xuanyi's expectations.

He hadn't intended to deliberately visit this mountain gate.

He was simply looking for an excuse to leave.

Now that Jiang Miaoyin had extended an invitation, if he refused, it would seem disrespectful.

"Since it is so..."

Xie Xuanyi slowly turned around, clasping his hands: "I, Xie Xuanyi, thank Jiang Valley Master for your kindness."

"Ladies and gentlemen, please follow me."

The lady in white, standing before the mountain gate, greeted everyone from afar with a salute.

Yuping Peak is a forbidden area of Da Sui Sword Palace.

Behind Yuping Peak.

Lies the "Thunder Pool Sacred Ground," guarded by Da Sui Sword Palace for a thousand years, also the most precious treasure of the entire Sword Palace.

The Thirty-three Cave Heavens!

In the Da Li Dynasty, among the Buddhist Sect's disciples, as they advance in their practice, they would attain the "Bodhisattva fruit" and there is even talk of "Living Buddhas in the world." Whether it's a Bodhisattva or a Living Buddha, setting aside their status, just in terms of strength, they are absolutely first-class in the world.

The reason is simple.

They hold "Buddha Countries."

The so-called "Buddha Country" refers to "Grotto Heaven," which is called "Secret Realm" in the Taoist sects.

Palm Buddha Country, Heavenly Origin Secret Realm, Grotto Heaven Blessed Land, that's what these are.

Truly top-tier great figures.

They not only cultivate their own "Dao,"

but also possess Divine Skills capable of independently opening up a small world.

The reason why Da Sui Sword Palace can continue its legacy, standing at the pinnacle for thousands of years without falling, is because these thirty-three "Sword Dao sages" have continuously supported the Sword Palace's backbone, one after another.

After their deaths, the Cave Heavens remain.

These Thirty-three Cave Heavens are the most precious and most important forbidden areas of Da Sui Sword Palace!

Only successive Sect Leaders, as well as the masters of the various peaks, are qualified to enter, and the master of Yuping Peak is the one who has been responsible for guarding this place throughout the generations of the Sword Palace.

Stepping into the mountain gate, the mist dispersed.

In front of them were towering mountains and endless stone steps.

Sword Qi, like swimming fish, flowed atop the stone steps of Yuping Peak. The Primordial Energy here was so rich it nearly materialized, and the Sword Qi was even denser, almost tangible to the touch.

The disciples behind Ye Qinglian were all very young.

They had joined Baihua Valley only a few years ago... Da Sui Sword Palace has been sealed for ten years.

Where had these young disciples seen such a magnificent spectacle before?

For a while, all of them were spellbound.

Baihua Valley is a sacred place for sword cultivators in Qing State. The current Valley Master's realm is not bad, but compared to the Sword Palace... whether in strength or heritage, Baihua Valley is somewhat lacking.

The lady in white spoke softly, "Ladies and gentlemen, Yuping Peak is under a Sect Leader's Sword Qi Decree, and is also pressured by Sword Qi. You cannot use Sword Control here, so please follow me and ascend the mountain on foot."

"Ascend on foot?"

Upon hearing this, the disciples of Baihua Valley looked up, their expressions changed slightly.

No one knows how many steps there are on Yuping Peak.

"Guests should do as the host asks, of course."

Ye Qinglian swept her sleeve lightly, looking back at the disciples: "You all, just follow behind me."

With that, she began to climb the mountain.

Xie Xuanyi followed closely behind.

Every step taken came with a slight pressure.

Sword Qi met him face to face, which for him, was almost negligible pressure.

But for those female disciples from Baihua Valley, it was different.

Several of their faces were already flushed.

Ye Qinglian did not intervene to protect them, and none of them complained, all persisting in silence. After all, they came to visit under the name of "Baihua Valley," and couldn't let others look down on their sect.

Xie Xuanyi took all of this in.

He looked at the clouds at the mountain's summit, submerged in memories...

Back when he first climbed Yuping Peak, like these young disciples, he gritted his teeth and held on. However, after returning, he was so exhausted that he fell asleep for a full two days.

If he remembered correctly.

The Sword Qi Decree left by the Sect Leader was not directed at the masters of various peaks, nor at the True Disciples of Lotus Peak.

Subsequently, whenever he entered Yuping Peak, he would always travel by Sword Control.

"Miss Ye, Young Master Xie."

Atop the mountain, a figure in white sat before a waterfall, having already brewed tea in front of a jade table.

Jiang Miaoyin wore a snow-white veil hat, concealing her face.

The female disciple who had led everyone to climb the mountain gave a slight bow and then excused herself.

At the mountain summit, silence reigned, with only the sound of the waterfall flowing without ceasing.

At first, it did not sound chaotic.

Rather, it was extremely ethereal, bringing a sense of peace to one's heart.

But upon careful listening... there was also a bit of desolation and icy coldness.

Previously at the mountain gate, Jiang Miaoyin's Divine Thought form met with everyone, that ethereal figure trembling one's mind and soul.

Beautiful beyond measure as if a True Immortal from the heavens.

But now meeting her true self.

There was no "shock" or "impact" as imagined.

A Divine Thought form is, after all, but a dream illusion.

The real Jiang Miaoyin still had snow-white skin but also a flush of color... Perhaps it was the veil hat that obscured her face, so this True Immortal from the heavens only had a faint silhouette left for people to admire.

Still beautiful, but it made one feel.

Some loneliness, some desolation.

"...she's even thinner than back then."

Xie Xuanyi looked at Jiang Miaoyin, and an involuntary thought burst forth from his Heart Lake.

After ten years apart.

Jiang Miaoyin exuded a faint aura of sorrow and chill.

Ye Qinglian's gaze towards Jiang Miaoyin was also very complicated.

She could see.

This "old friend" of hers, though her face was veiled, was enveloped in sadness.

Ten years ago, when Xie Xuanyi perished in the North Sea.

Jiang Miaoyin secluded herself in Yuping.

This sorrow... where it stemmed from was self-evident.

The disciples of Baihua Valley, due to the ascent of Yuping Peak and being cleansed by Sword Qi, were all gasping for breath, their postures quite awkward and disheveled.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Miaoyin lifted her sleeve and brushed it over them; a gentle strand of Divine Thought entered each of their bodies. In just a few moments, the redness faded from everyone's complexion and their breathing gradually stabilized.

"The 'Sword Qi' on Yuping Peak can wash the marrow and purify the body."

Jiang Miaoyin spoke gently: "After you all return, rest well; consider it a fortuitous encounter."

"We thank Valley Master Jiang."

"Master Xie,"

Everyone bowed in greeting.

"This Lotus Peak is, after all, a vital location of Da Sui Sword Palace, and the Sword Qi Decree stands above it, unbearable for ordinary people."

"For all of you who are climbing the mountain for the first time, reaching the summit is already quite an accomplishment..."

At this point, Jiang Miaoyin turned her gaze toward Xie Xuanyi. She pushed the cup of hot tea on the jade desk slowly forward and asked indifferently, "Young Master Xie is quite talented; is this your first time ascending Lotus Peak?"

"Of course."

Xie Xuanyi remained composed as he picked up the hot tea.

After a pause,

He took a sip and said softly, "The name of Da Sui has always been a place I yearned for, it's just a pity about the ten years of Sealing Mountain... a full ten years, truly too long."

"Ten years, is that really so long..."

Upon hearing his words, Jiang Miaoyin slightly lowered her gaze.

She murmured to herself,

Then let out a long sigh.

"Ten years, it really has been a long time."

Jiang Miaoyin pushed another cup of tea in front of Ye Qinglian and said earnestly, "Miss Ye, these ten years... have made you wait in vain."

"Wait in vain..."

Ye Qinglian didn't drink the tea.

She didn't even pick up the cup.

Since reaching the summit, her gaze had stayed on Jiang Miaoyin and had not shifted away for an instant.

"As long as I could wait until today... ten years is nothing."

Ye Qinglian looked at the veiled woman sitting in front of the waterfall; her expression became solemn, and her whole demeanor tensed up, no longer relaxed.

"You should know why I have ascended the mountain today."

The two had known each other since childhood.

After they began their cultivation journey, Ye Qinglian had always regarded Jiang Miaoyin as her lifelong rival.

Whether it was Da Chu's Northern Hunt or the clashes on the Heavenly Pride List, along the way... Ye Qinglian had competed with Jiang Miaoyin numerous times, both in major and minor challenges.

Defeated time after time, fought back time after time.

Each cultivator has a Heart Demon.

And for Ye Qinglian, this Heart Demon was none other than Jiang Miaoyin.

These ten years of the mountain sealing.

She had longed for another battle with Jiang Miaoyin.

Ascending to Yin God, becoming the Young Valley Master of Baihua Valley... the joy of these ten years paled in comparison.

For Ye Qinglian,

Jiang Miaoyin was no longer just a Heart Demon but had become an obsession.

Due to Da Sui's mountain sealing,

This obsession was trapped within the Heart Lake, growing ever stronger, and now... finally breaking through the dam.

"Crack, crack!"

Ye Qinglian slowly straightened her body, her soaring will to fight spreading throughout the summit of Lotus Peak like unsheathed Sword Qi.

The waterfall hung upside down, the rapid streams never ceased, and the place was cold and desolate all year round.

However, within the span of drinking one cup of tea,

From the withered cliffs, green sprouts emerged, spreading out as vines.

Ye Qinglian's "Taoist Realm" had enveloped the summit of Lotus Peak, revealing a corner of her Divine Skills with the Sky-reaching Vine dharma.

Even the majestic Sword Qi Cave Heaven seemed to be on the verge of emerging.

"Ten years ago... I owed you a battle."

Jiang Miaoyin faced her old friend, her tone laced with regret and guilt.

"Yes."

Ye Qinglian took a deep breath, gathering the courage to look directly at the very figure she feared and dreaded the most.

"After ten years, as Da Sui opens the mountain..."

"I have come to you for this very battle!"

Ye Qinglian straightened her spine, raising her voice.

She uttered the words she had waited ten years to say.

The declaration resonated clearly.

Her Sword Intent almost spanned the entire summit of Lotus Peak.

"I know..."

Jiang Miaoyin frowned slightly, helplessly asking, "But does it really have to be today, at this very moment?"

"Yes!"

Ye Qinglian did not shy away.

She slowly stood up.

Hum, hum, hum!

The entire summit of Lotus Peak resonated with a clear Sword Sound, as each disciple of Baihua Valley looked down at their trembling swords at their waists, their expressions filled with confusion and shock.

Before coming here,

The Young Valley Master Qinglian had not told them that today's ascent was for this matter!

"Sect Master... please reconsider."

"Today, as Da Sui Sword Palace opens the mountain, it may not be proper for Baihua Valley to challenge with swords..."

Several disciples reacted swiftly, quickly attempting to advise.

"There's no need for further words."

Ye Qinglian waved her sleeve calmly, "I have made up my mind."

This time, she had brought her own disciples to the mountain.

She knew that if she were to lose, the news would surely spread throughout the entirety of Da Chu.

Ten years have passed.

She, Ye Qinglian, was no longer just Ye Qinglian.

She was also the Young Valley Master of Baihua Valley.

If she lost,

It wouldn't just be Ye Qinglian losing to Jiang Miaoyin, but Baihua Valley losing to Da Sui Sword Palace.

"Do you really want this?"

Jiang Miaoyin looked at Ye Qinglian, her expression somewhat complicated.

"Baihua Valley, Ye Qinglian."

Ye Qinglian performed a bow, each word deliberate.

"I seek your guidance."

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(PS: 1, Let me explain why the update is so late. Because the recent plot is very important, I am somewhat of a perfectionist, so I discarded the drafts I wasn't happy with and spent the whole day organizing a detailed outline and settings, with new additions totaling several thousand words. By the time I started working, it was already past nine o'clock. 2, There is one more chapter tonight; don't wait up if you don't stay up late.)